The Hymns of Prudentius (Classic Reprint)

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Excerpt from The Hymns of PrudentiusFull fifty years my span of life hath run, Unless I err, and seven revolving years Have further sped while I the sun enjoy. Yet now the end draws nigh, and by God's will Old age's bound is reached: how havei spent And with what fruit so wide a tract of days? I wept in boyhood 'neath the sounding rod Youth's toga donned, the rhetorician's arts I plied and with deceitful pleadings sinned Anon a wanton life and dalliance gross (alas the recollection stings to shame!) Fouled and polluted manhood's opening bloom And then the forum's strife my restless wits Enthralled, and the keen lust of victory Drove me to many a bitterness and fall. Twice held I in fair cities of renown The reins of office, and administered To good men justice and to guilty doom. At length the Emperor's will beneficent Exalted me to military power And to the rank that borders on the throne. The years are speeding onward, and gray hairs Of eld have mantled o'er my brows And Salia's consulship from memory dies. What frost-bound winters since that natal year Have ¿ed, what vernal suns reclothed The meads with roses, - this white crown declares.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.