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Here he would sit and compose his verses, and
prayed that ii might be the retreat of his old age
But truce to Horace. like hum not and never
did His heartess lines ran IN my head all the
while was on the track of his journey TO Brun
dsuium, on which the lazy, voluptuous sneerer
fingered. He always appears to my imagihallon
like little, thin, weasle-iaccd man, stfuttlng
siip.shod along, turning up his nose to manklnd'
and loving wine and women as much as the lat
ter feared him.


As ascended the long hill toward the town. l
'saikOught more Of the royal zenobia than of all
the emperors and poets that ever lived here AS
she stood and looked off on the same valley on
which was gazing--now so desolate-then SO