BOOK XII

that she read in ein we me “4 an, a dia yapal wardyeve, wai of Fer “Abiege. all on she att lay it s. tion, by your leave, Deo! will not only not die as Atymnios is dead ; you saw not the water of Styx, the fire of Tisiphone, the eye of M 1° You are still alive, my boy, even if you . The water of Lethe did not cover you, nor the tomb which See note on iii. 153. comes before your grape hig the thirsty star of burning Maira, » course of the summer season Warm your ripening juice with the steam of colour like foam ; some of hue crowded thick a dark mist newly made and se seemed to ne dowlt bet wrong: although the horn is common everyae a drinking veel. NOTE ON THE TABLETS OF HARMONIA, XI. 30 Hone 3 are 3 Hil