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OVID to his WIFE:

Imitated from different Parts of his Tristia.

Jam mea cygneas imitantur tempora plumas,
Inficit & nigras alba ſenecta comas:
Trist. Lib. iv. Eleg. 8.

MY aged head now ſtoops its honours low,
Bow'd with the load of fifty winters' ſnow;
And for the raven's gloſſy black aſſumes
The downy whiteneſs of the cygnet's plumes:
Looſe ſcatter'd hairs around my temples ſtray,

And ſpread the mournful ſhade of ſickly grey:

I bend