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Sepulchral
From the Greek Anthologies
SWIFTER than aught ’neath the sun the car of Simonides moved him.
Two things he could not out-run — Death and a Woman who loved him.
Arterial
Early Chinese
I
FROST upon small rain — the ebony-lacquered avenue
Reflecting lamps as a pool shows goldfish.
The sight suddenly emptied out of the young man’s eyes
Entering upon it sideways.
II
In youth, by hazard, I killed an old man.
In age I maimed a little child.
Dead leaves under foot reproach not:
But the lop-sided cherry-branch — whenever the sun rises,
How black a shadow!
Carmen Circulare
Q. H. Flaccus
DELLIUS, that car which, night and day,
Lightnings and thunders arm and scourge —
Tumultuous down the Appian Way —
Be slow to urge.
Though reckless Lydia bid thee fly,
And Telephus o’ertaking jeer,
Nay, sit and strongly occupy
The lower gear.
They call, the road consenting, “Haste!”—
Such as delight in dust collected —
Until arrives (I too have raced! )
The unexpected.
What ox not doomed . . .
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