A similar present at the next New Year elicited the following:—
Cum vix sufficiunt oculi mihi nocte legenti,
Ecce bonus rursum lumina tu geminas.
Prospera ut eveniant multis volventibus annis,
Cuncta tibi, par est me geminare preces.
To another of his Bolognese friends, the Canonico Tartaglia, now rector of the Pontifical seminary, who begged some memorial, he sent the following pretty epigram:—
Sæpe ego versiculos heic dicto, stans pede in uno;
Carmina sed fingo nulla linenda cedro.
Qualiacumque cano velox heu dissipat aura!