Horace: Book II, Elegy 2 br br "Liber eram et vacuo meditabar vivere lecto--" br br br I was free. I thought that I had entered br Love's Antarctic Zone. br "A truce to sentiment," I said. "My nights br shall be my own." br But Love had double-crossed me. How can br Beauty be so fair? br The grace of her, the face of her--and oh, br her yellow hair! br br And oh, the wondrous walk of her! So doth br a goddess glide. br Jove's sister--ay, or Pallas--hath no statelier br a stride. br Fair as Iscomache herself, the Lapithanian br maid; br Or Brimo where at Mercury's side her virgin br form she laid. br br Surrender now, ye goddesses whom erst the br shepherd spied! br Upon the heights of Ida lay your vestitures br aside! br And though she reach the countless years of br the Cumæan Sibyl, br May never, never Age at those delightful br features nibble!br br Franklin P.