Satires—Imitations—AND
Sonnets.
by
Cornwall Bayley
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FROM
CATULLUS.
“Vivemus mea Lesbia.”
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LESBIA,
let us live and love;
Let us, Lesbia, far remove,
Care and sorrow—nor regard
Tales that happiness retard!
Yon bright sun that gilds
the main,
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Sets,—but
sets to rise again;
We—when once life’s precious light
Has fail’d—must sleep in endless night.
Haste then, darling of my
wishes,
Bless me with a thousand kisses;
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Then,
succeeding each to each,
Tho’ the number myriads reach;
Still encrease the boundless store,
Still, O! still give myriads more;
Till—when myriads we have given
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(Wrapt
in all the joys of Heaven) [Page 43]
Let us cease to count our treasures,
Lest we fix a bound to pleasures;
Or lest others envious prove,
When they see such hoards of love! [Page
44]
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