Minor Latin poets; with introductions and English translations

*-"ANONYxMOUSKound him came ghosts, from Pluto's gloomy hallSet free, ghosts whom his cruel brand had scorched,"Look! 'tis my hunter!" Phaedra said: "bring"bonds IBut ruthless Scylla cried " Let's shear his hair! "The Colchian dame ^ and Procne sore-bereavedSaid " We must make him die full many a death !Dido and Canace urged death by steelNay. by my branches I" Myrrha claimed. " Let'sburnHim in the fire! " Euhadne thought his due.Byblis and Arethusa Mished him dro-'.vned.But Love awoke and said " My wings, let's fly!ANONYiMOUSCupid ixLoveWhat is the glow of passion that impels me ?Sighs be new for me to think of. Can it be thatsome god has mightier force than Cupid's bow ? Towhom by some trick of fate has my goddess mothergiven birth to be a brother for me ? Have mydarts, shot through the globe, harassed the heavensenough, and an injured world at the fit moment discovereda penalty ? Nay, if I know wounds of my''Medea.*This poem by an unknown author was first printed byBurman, Anth. Lot. I. Lib. I, No. 30 immediately beforeModestinus' poem (. . ." ex Divionensi codice priniiproducimus et Salmasianis schedis "). It is here included as acompanion picture to " Cupid Asleep." See Buecheler-Riese,Anth. Lat. I. i. No. 240, p. 107; Baehrens, P.L.M. IV.pp. 345-346.• 541