there be thy gentle look my only guide,
thy voice familiar all my company.
XXXII AT THE TABLE OF A FRIEND
Not since when on me a child
Heaven's gracious radiance smiled
Hast thou, O Sun, such splendour poured
As on my friend's Livornian board.
Never, O God of Feasts, was sent
A solace so benevolent
As wisely glowed within the wines