CARMEN CI.-LINES ON HIS BROTHER'S GRAVE. O'er many a land and many a sea, My brother, I have come, To pay the last sad rites to thee Upon thy silent tomb. To speak to thee, ah, vain pretence ! Since cruel fate has snatched thee hence By most untimely doom, Thine ashes dumb alone remain, To me survives a lasting pain. Meanwhile our father's rite of yore Drenched with the tears of bitter woe Such as a brother's heart can know The grief I feel for thee. And now, all hail! my task is o'er, Brother, farewell for evermore. CARMEN CII.-TO CORNELIUS. If friendship's secret to preserve CARMEN CIII.--TO SILO. Silo, my friend, give back, as due, And then remain, for all I care, Or if the cash you will not pay, Such brutal coarseness as I deem That business scarcely can beseem. CARMEN CIV.-ON LESBIA. Dost think that I who Lesbia prize Speak evil slanderous words of her? I should not love as now I do, But when you are with Tappo sitting, Strange notions through your brain go flitting. CARMEN CV.-ON MENTULA. Mentula ever strives amain CARMEN CVI.-ON THE BOY AND THE AUCTIONEER. When an auctioneer walking along CARMEN CVII.-TO LESBIA. When against hope the bosom yearns Wherefore a dearer thing to me Than all the gold which men acquire, Was the kind fate which gave back thee, My Lesbia, to my fond desire. For 'twas thine own sweet bosom's pain Which brought thee back; my hopes were dark, I thought thou ne'er would'st come again, O happy day of whitest mark! Who now could be more blest than I In thus again possessing thee? Or in a life time's memory, What joy than this could greater be? CARMEN CVIII.-TO COMINIUS. Cominius, if thy hoary age Stained with all vices that can be, Then first that foe to all that's good, Would be cut out and cast for food Thy eyes would glut the crow's black maw, And savage wolves with ravenous jaw Would make their banquet on the rest. CARMEN CIX.-TO LESBIA. My Lesbia, the tender love Which now exists 'twixt you and me, You say shall ever constant be, Would that your words might truthful prove! And may the kindly heavens give To this sweet speech sincerity, That we may keep the hallowed tie Of friendship perfect while we live. |