Sunday, August 02, 2009

Ad Oras Anglorum Novas Rediturae (in progress)

Novi ________* nunc Eboraci litora linquit
Anglorumque oras mox reditura novas
umidiores nunc, aestas quando est media; imber
nocte venit sera; tela iacit nitida
saeva sonans acies tonitru - reboante nemore -
nubium, et est cordi continuisse suam
iam cuique amatori; pluviamque audisse canoram
tectum pulsantem, et verba susurra* loqui.
"Proferat illa O si nox clara diem; trahat horas
has nobis, liceat quas removere die."

*name surpressed (scans as dactyl)
*susurrus, -a, -um: Ovid Met. 7.825.

Manhattan's shores she leaves behind
soon to return to New England's climes,
more humid now at midsummer's height.

Now the rain comes late at night,
when warlike, ranks of clouds resound
with thunder, as they hurl down

their brilliant spears; their brazen clangor's
heard amongst the trees. And amours
are kept safe inside; embraces

are dear to lovers now, their place
lies in each other's arms. The song
of the rain on the rooftops; the soft

whispers: "O if night delayed
tomorrow, and added, from the day
to the few hours we now share."

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