Poem Beginning With a Line from Horace
Eheu, fugaces, labuntur anni...
In these gaunt times
A princess, chained to rock,
Is eaten up by dragons every day.
Her Perseus stopped for coffee
On the way
Or just decided to forget the whole thing,
Who can say?
Even Andromeda, eviscerated,
Poor Perseus has problems of his own.
"Alas, past times have flown away"
(Horace, 14th Ode)