What color that shoal, with the late shadows banished by
Hesperus, and verdure filling the hills of the Moselle!
Everything floats, rippling together in motion, as the distant
vine-leaf trembles, and the grape swells in the glittering water. 



II. Te Vigilans Oculis

Te vigilans oculis, animo te nocte requiro,
victa iacent solo cum mea membra toro.
vidi ego me tecum falsa sub imagine somni:
somnia tu vinces, si mihi vera venis.

                                                  Petronius Arbiter (20? - 66 A.D.)


My eyes watch for you, by night my soul desires you,
alone and overcome, my limbs tossing in bed.
I have seen myself with you, in the imagination of sleep:
in dreams you appear... if only you would truly come to me.

                                 (English translations by William Hawley)