‘Quod te per caeli iucundum lumen et auras—’

‘Tendebantque manus ripae ulterioris amore—’

‘Securos latices et longa oblivia potant—[689]

these and many other pregnant sayings affect the mind with a strange potency, of which perhaps no account can be given except that they make us feel, as scarcely any other words do, the burden of the mystery of life, and by their marvellous beauty, the reflexion, it may be, from some light dimly discerned or imagined[690] beyond the gloom, they make it seem more easy to be borne.

THE END.


Footnotes

[1.]Eclog. ix. 35.[2.]

‘Leporum