That was so fine, so fair, so blithe, so debonair.
[5335]———te nocte sub atra
Alloquor, amplector, falsaque in imagine somni,
Gaudia solicitam palpant evanida mentem.
In the dark night I speak, embrace, and find
That fading joys deceive my careful mind.
[5337]Nec mihi vespere
Surgente decedunt amores,
Nec rapidum fugiente solem.
Morning, evening, all is alike with me, I have restless thoughts, [5338] Te vigilans oculis, animo te nocte requiro. Still I think on thee. Anima non est ubi animat, sed ubi amat. I live and breathe in thee, I wish for thee.