ODES - IV.7 THE MELTED SNOW THE VERDURE NOW RESTORES ...
Horace (Q. Horatius Flaccus) trans. Christopher Smart
Diffugere nives, redeunt iam gramina campis
.......arboribusque comae;
mutat terra vices et decrescentia ripas
.......flumina praetereunt;

Gratia cum Nymphis geminisque sororibus audet
.......ducere nuda choros.
Inmortalia ne speres, monet annus et almum
.......quae rapit hora diem:

frigora mitescunt Zephyris, ver proterit aestas,
.......interitura simul
pomifer autumnus fruges effuderit, et mox
.......bruma recurrit iners.

Damna tamen celeres reparant caelestia lunae:
.......nos ubi decidimus
quo pius Aeneas, quo Tullus dives et Ancus,
.......pulvis et umbra sumus.

Quis scit an adiciant hodiernae crastina summae
.......tempora di superi?
Cuncta manus avidas fugient heredis, amico
.......quae dederis animo.

Cum semel occideris et de te splendida Minos
.......fecerit arbitria,
non, Torquate, genus, non te facundia, non te
.......restituet pietas

Infernis neque enim tenebris Diana pudicum
.......liberat Hippolytum,
nec Lethaea valet Theseus abrumpere caro
.......vincula Pirithoo.
The melted snow the verdure now restores,
.......And leaves adorn the trees;
The season shifts - subsiding to their shores
.......The rivers flow with ease.

The Grace, with nymphs and her sisters twain,
.......Tho' naked dares the dance -
That here's no permanence the years explain,
.......And days, as they advance.

The air grows mild with zephyrs, as the spring
.......To summer cedes the sway,
Which flies when autumn hastes his fruits to bring,
.......Then winter comes in play.

The moons their heav'nly damages supply -
.......Not so the mortal star -
Where good Eneas, Tullus, Ancus lie,
.......Ashes and dust are we.

Who knows if heav'n will give to-morrow's boon
.......To this our daily pray'r?
The goods you take to keep your soul in tune,
.......Shall scape your greedy heir.

When you shall die, tho' Minos must acquit
.......A part so nobly play'd;
Race, eloquence, and goodness, from the pit
.......Cannot restore your shade.

For nor Diana's heav'nly pow'r or love,
.......Hippolytus revives;
Nor Theseus can Perithous remove
.......From his Lethean gives.

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