δεύτερον ἀλλήλοις συνεκύρσαμεν, ἵστατο δ ̓ ἐγγὺς ἠϊθέου καλὴν ὄψιν ἔχουσα κόρη, τὴν βλέπε μειδιόων, ψιθύριζε δὲ μείλιχ ̓ ἐν ὠσὶν, οἷα ποτὲ γλυκερῶς ἐψιθύριζεν ἐμοί· ἀνδρὸς δ ̓ οὐκ ἀέκουσα βραχίονος εἴχετο κούρη τὼ ζεύξει μακάριστος Ὕμην, ὁ δὲ τὴν ἐπὶ βῶμον εἰμὶ δ ̓ ἐγὼ φαιδρωπὸς ἰδεῖν· τὰ γὰρ ἄλγεα κρύπτω. μῆτερ ἐμὴ κάκοφρον, σή μ' ἀπόλεσσε τέχνη. SONG, BY MOORE. When he who adores thee has left but the name Oh say, wilt thou weep, when they darken the fame Yes, weep; and however my foes may condemn, For heaven can witness, though guilty to them, With thee were the dreams of my earliest love; Oh, blest are the lovers and friends who shall live The days of thy glory to see: But the next dearest blessing that Heaven can give Is the pride of thus dying for thee. THE SAME TRANSLATED. Cum sceleris titulos et fati præter acerbi Tune dabis lachrymas, quod me convicia lædant, Sis tu flere memor! tunc, si maledixerit hostis, Testor enim cœlum ; quanquam illi justa querela est, Prima mihi puero arrisit tua dulcis imago, Et Domino moriens cum verba precantia fundam, Felix, quisquis erit tibi sospes amicus, Ierne, Carus at hic cœlo, vix illi sorte secundus, FROM ROMEO AND JULIET. Rom. He jests at scars, that never felt a woundBut soft! what light from yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun!— Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she: Be not her maid, since she is envious; Her vestal livery is but sick and green, And none but fools do wear it: cast it off.— It is my lady; Oh, it is my love! Oh that she knew she were! She speaks, yet she says nothing; What of that? eye discourses; I will answer it. Her I am too bold; 'tis not to me she speaks: THE SAME TRANSLATED. This Translation obtained the Porson Prize. Some alterations have since been made. ῬΩΜ. Οὐλαῖς γελᾷ τις τραυμάτων ἄπειρος ὤν. τί δῆτ ̓ ἐκείνης θυρίδος ἐξέλαμψε φῶς; ἕως ἄρ ̓ ἦν τόδ', ἥλιος δ ̓ Ἰουλία. ἀνέλθε, καλλιφεγγὲς ἥλιε, κτενῶν φθονερὰν σελήνην, ἣ τέτηκεν ἄλγεσι, σοῦ τῆς γε δούλης καλλονῇ νικωμένη. τί τῇ φθονούσῃ λάτρις εἶ; τί σοι μέλει ἔσθημα παρθένειον; ὡς μελαγχολεί, μῶραί τε νιν φοροῦσι· σοὶ δ ̓ ἐκδυτέα. δέσποιν ̓ ἐμὴ πέφηνε, καρδίας ἐμῆς τὰ φίλταθ'· ὡς γὰρ εἰδέναι τόδ ̓ ὠφελε. φωνεῖ τι, φωνεῖ· κοὐδὲν εἶφ ̓ ὅμως· τί μήν; ἴσσων με σαίνει φθέγμα· τοῦτ ̓ ἀμείψομαι. ἄγαν γ' ἀναιδής εἰμ'· ἔμ ̓ οὐ προσεννέπει ἀλλ ̓ ἀστέρ ̓ ἀσχολοῦντε καλλίστω τινε λίσσεσθον αὐτῆς ὄμματ', ἔστε δὴ πάλιν ἱκνῆσθον, ἐν τοῖς οἶσιν αὐγάζειν κύκλοις. |