Lord Byron - The Works of Lord Byron, Vol. 1 (Adrian's Address To His Soul When Dying) lyrics

Adrian's Address To His Soul When Dying Animula! vagula, Blandula, Hospes, comesque corporis, Quæ nunc abibis in Loca— Pallidula, rigida, nudula, Nec, ut soles, dabis Jocos? Translation Ah! gentle, fleeting, wav'ring Sprite, Friend and a**ociate of this clay! To what unknown region borne, Wilt thou, now, wing thy distant flight? No more with wonted humour gay, But pallid, cheerless, and forlorn. 1806.