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Anacreon          picture of Thomas Moore
        Anacreon              Thomas Moore

Theme:  Love and Romance

Thomas Moore, the translator of this piece, also has his own wine poems here at
- S. H. Bass  

SPECIAL NOTE Anacreon and Anacreontic Poetry

More Anacreon at

from Odes of Anacreon by Thomas Moore
 Away, away ye men of rules
 Fill me, boy, as deep a draft  
 Give me the harp of epic song    
 He, who instructs the youthful crew
 I care not for the idle state  
 I pray thee by the gods above
 If hoarded gold possest the power    
 Let us drain the nectared bowl
 Mix me, child, a cup divine    
 Now the star of day is high  
 Observe when mother earth is dry  
 Ripened by the solar beam    
 Sculptor, wouldst thou glad my soul    
 Strew me a fragrant bed of leaves 
 Tis true, my fading years decline    
 Vulcan! hear your glorious task  
 When Bacchus, Jove's immortal boy    
 When I behold the festive train    
 When my thirsty soul I steep  
 When Spring adorns the dewy scene  
When wine I quaff, before my eyes  
 Within this goblet, rich and deep    
 Yes, be the glorious revel mine    

from A Translation Of Anacreon by Lord Byron
           Mingle with the genial bowl    

Anacreontics (imitations of Anacreon)
 Drinking by Abraham Cowley
 The Epicure by Abraham Cowley
 Friend of my soul this goblet sip by Thomas Moore
 I filled to thee To thee I drank by Thomas Moore
 Press the grape and let it pour by Thomas Moore

Tributes to Anacreon:
 Elegy Upon Anacreon by Abraham Cowley
 The Lyre Of Anacreon by Oliver Wendall Holmes
A broken cake, with honey sweet
Ode 60 from The Odes of Anacreon (1800)
translated by Thomas Moore (1779-1852), Irish poet

A broken cake, with honey sweet,
Is all my spare and simple treat:
And while a generous bowl I crown
To float my little banquet down,
I take the soft, the amorous lyre,
And sing of love's delicious fire:
In mirthful measures warm and free,
I sing, dear maid, and sing for thee!

from The Complete Works of Sir Thomas Moore

The Complete Works of Sir Thomas Moore

FREE E-BOOK from Project Gutenberg


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