Had heard his voice in ev'ry blast,

Could catch the sound no more: For then, by toil subdued, he drank The stifling wave, and then he sank.

No poet wept him: but the page

Of narrative sincere,

That tells his name, his worth, his age,

Is wet with Anson's tear:

And tears by bards or heroes shed

Alike immortalize the dead.

I therefore purpose not, or dream,
Descanting on his fate,

To give the melancholy theme
A more enduring date:

But misery still delights to trace
Its 'semblance in another's case.

No voice divine the storm allay'd,
No light propitious shone;

When, snatch'd from all effectual aid,

We perish'd, each alone:

But I beneath a rougher sea,

And whelm'd in deeper gulfs than he.

TRANSLATIONS

FROM

VINCENT BOURNE.

THRAX.

THREICIUM infantem, cum lucem intravit et

auras,

Fletibus exccpit mæştus uterque parens. Threicium infantem, cum luce exivit et auris, Extulit ad funus lætus uterque parens. Interea tu Roma; et tu tibi Græcia plaudens, Dicitis, hæc vera est Thraïca barbaries. Lætitiæ causam, causamque exquirite luctus; Vosque est quod doceat Thraïca barbaries.

THE THRACIAN.

THRACIAN parents, at his birth,

Mourn their babe with many a tear,

But with undissembled mirth

Place him breathless on his bier.

Greece and Rome with equal scorn, "O the savages!" exclaim, "Whether they rejoice or mourn, Well entitled to the name!"

But the cause of this concern,

And this pleasure would they trace,

Even they might somewhat learn

From the savages of Thrace.

MUTUA BENEVOLENTIA

PRIMARIA LEX NATURÆ EST.

PER Libya Androcles siccas errabat arenas;
Qui vagus iratum fugerat exul herum.
Lassato tandem fractoque labore viarum,
Ad scopuli patuit cæca caverna latus.
Hanc subit; et placido dederat vix membra sopori
Cum subito immanis rugit ad antra leo;

Ille pedem attollens læsum, et miserabile murmur
Edens, quâ poterat voce, precatur opem.
Perculsus novitate rei, incertusque timore,

Vix tandem tremulas admovet erro manus;
Et spinam explorans (nam fixa in vulnere spina
Hærebat) cauto molliter ungue trahit:

Continuo dolor omnis abit, teter fluit humor:
Et coit, absterso sanguine, rupta cutis;
Nunc iterum sylvas dumosque peragrat; et affert
Providus assiduas hospes ad antra dapes.