He killed himself when outstripped by
Pelops, whom a god assisted, or, according to one version, a man who
took the nails out of Oenomaus' chariot wheels, and brought him down
with a crash.
Page 41. Nunquam minus solus quam cum solus. Never less alone than
when alone.
Page 47. Sic ego, &c. From Tibullus, IV., 13.
Page 51. O quis me gelidis, &c. From the Second Book of Virgil's
Georgics, in a passage expressing the poet's wish:
Ye sacred Muses, with whose beauty fired,
My soul is ravished and my brain inspired;
Whose priest I am, whose holy fillets wear,
Would you your poet's first petition hear:
Give me the ways of wandering stars to know;
The depths of Heaven above, and Earth below;
Teach me, &c. . . .
. . .
But if my heavy blood restrain the flight
Of my free soul aspiring to the height
Of Nature, and unclouded fields of light:
My next desire is, void of care and strife,
To lead a soft, secure, inglorious life.
A country cottage near a crystal flood,
A winding valley and a lofty wood;
Some god conduct me to the sacred shades
Where bacchanals are sung by Spartan maids,
Or lift me high to Haemus hilly crown,
Or in the vales of Tempe lay me down,
Or lead me to some solitary place,
And cover my retreat from human race.
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