Ode 4.10
Cruel-hearted yet and strong in gifts of Venus, when, in time,
Comes, to dash your pride, the down, you look not for, of manhood's prime,
When the locks, that now upon your shoulders wave, have fallen away,
And the colour, that surpasses damask rose's bloom to-day,
Faded has, and, Ligurinus, brought a shaggy face to you,
Then you'll cry, alas! when seeing in your mirror features new:
‘Why in boyhood had I not the mind I have to-day? Or why
Come not back to my changed spirit the flawless cheeks of days gone by?’
Comes, to dash your pride, the down, you look not for, of manhood's prime,
When the locks, that now upon your shoulders wave, have fallen away,
And the colour, that surpasses damask rose's bloom to-day,
Faded has, and, Ligurinus, brought a shaggy face to you,
Then you'll cry, alas! when seeing in your mirror features new:
‘Why in boyhood had I not the mind I have to-day? Or why
Come not back to my changed spirit the flawless cheeks of days gone by?’
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