The Works of Lord Byron (ed. Coleridge, Prothero)/Poetry/Volume 1/Imitation of Tibullus

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IMITATION OF TIBULLUS.

SULPICIA AD CERINTHUM (LIB. QUART.).

Cruel Cerinthus! does the fell disease[1]
Which racks my breast your fickle bosom please?
Alas! I wish'd but to o'ercome the pain,
That I might live for Love and you again;
But, now, I scarcely shall bewail my fate:
By Death alone I can avoid your hate.


  1. —— does this fell disease.—[4to. P. on V. Occasions.]