MART. EP. XV. LIB. 6.
Dum Phaetontea formica vagatur in umbra,
Implicuit tenuem succina gutta feram,
Dignum tantorum pretium tulit illa laborum:
Credibile est ipsam sic voluisse mori.
ENGLISHED.
Whilst in an amber-shade the ant doth feast,
A gummy drop ensnares the small wild-beast,
A full reward of all her toyls hath she;
'Tis to be thought she would her self so die.
More verses by Richard Lovelace
- Song To Amarantha, That She Would Dishevel Her Hair
- De Scaevola.
- De Puero Et Praecone. Catul.
- A Dialogue. Lute And Voice
- To My Dear Friend Mr. E[ldred] R[evett]. On His Poems Moral And Divine