A BALLADE OF OLD TIME LADIES
Translated by John Payne
Tell me, where, in what land of shade,
Hides fair Flora of Rome? and where
Are Thaìs and Archipiade,
Cousins-german in beauty rare?
And Echo, more than mortal fair,
That when one calls by river flow,
Or marish, answers out of the air?
But what has become of last year’s snow?
Where did the learn’d Héloïsa vade,