WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR

$70. On Catullus

PELL me not what too well I know ^ About the bard of Sirmio.

Yes, in Thalia's son Such stains there are as when a Grace Sprinkles another's laughing face With nectar, and runs on.

T>irce

OTAND close around, ye Stygian set, S^ With Dirce in one boat convey'd ! Or Charon, seeing, may forget That he is old and she a shade.

��$72. Alciphron and Leucippe

N ancient chestnut's blossoms threw

Their heavy odour over two : Leucippe, it is said, was one; The other, then, was Alciphron. ' Come, come ! why should we stand beneath This hollow tree's unwholesome breath ? ' Said Alciphron, 'here's not a blade Of grass or moss, and scanty shade. Come ; it is just the hour to rove In the lone dingle shepherds love; There, straight and tall, the hazel twig Divides the crooked rock-held fig, O'er the blue pebbles where the rill In winter runs and may run still. Come then, while fresh and calm the air, And while the shepherds are not there.'

�� �