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xi ODES OF ANACREON- continuel.

29. “Yes-loving is a paíuful thrill' 25

ODES OP ANACREON.

30. •'Twas in

an airy dream of

An Ode by the Translator

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night'

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Remarks on Anacreon

3 31. ‘Armed with hyacinthine rod' 23

1. • I saw the smiling bard of plea. 32. •Strew me a breathing bed of

sure!

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leaves'

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2. Give me the harp of epic song 10 33. "Twas noon of night, when

3. 'Listen to the Muse's lyre'

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round the pole'

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4. Vulcan! hear your glorious task 11 34. Oh thou, of all creation blest 27

5. "Grave me a cup with brilliant 35 'Cupid once upon a bed'.

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grace

11 36. If hoarded guld possessed a

6. As late I soughi the spangled

power'

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bowers'

11 37. "Twas night, and many a circling
1. The women tell me every day' 12 bowl

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8 "I care not for the idle state' 12 38. Let us drain the nectared bowl' 29

9. •I pray thee, by the gods above' 13 39. • How I love the festive boy'

10. • Tell me how to punish thee'

40. I know that Heaven ordains me

11. * Teil me, gentle youth, I pray

here'

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thee'

14 41 When Spring begems the dewy

12. “They tell how Atys, wild with

scene'

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love'

14 42. “Yes, be the glorious revel inine

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13. 'I will, I will; the conflict's past' 14 43. While our rosy fillets shed' 31

14. Count me, on the summer trees' โอ 44. Buds of roses, virgin flowers' 32

15. Tell me why, my sweetest dove'

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45. Within this goblet, r.ch and deep' 32

16. Thou, whose soft and rosy hues' 17 46. “See, the young, the ro-y Spring' S3

17. “And now, with all thy pencil's 47. "'Tis true, my fading years de-

truth'

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cline

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18. Now the star of day is nigh' 19 48. When my thirsty soul I stvep' 33

19. Here recline you, gentle maid' 20 49. “When Bacchus, Jove's immortal

20. One day the Muses twined the

boy'

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hands'.

20 50. When I drink, I feel, I feel' 34

21. Observe when mother earth is 51. 'Fly not thus, my brow of snow 35

dry'

21 52. 'Away, away. you men of rules!

• The Phrygian rock, that braves

Vh I behold the festive train'. 35

the storin

21 54. Methinks the pictured bull we

23. I often wish this languid lyre: 22

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24. • To all that breathe the airs of 55. While we invoke the wreathed

heaven'

spring' .

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25. Once in each revolving year' 23 56. He, who instructs the youthful

26. • Thy harp may sing of Troy's

crew'

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alarms'

24 57. *And whose immortal hand could

27. We read the flying courser's

shed'

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name'

24 58. •When gold, as fleet as Zeplıyris

38. As in the Lemnian caves of fire' 24

pinion'

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53. .

see'

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