(570 BC – 488 BC)

Anacreon Poems

41. The Vintage 9/19/2012
42. The Women Tell Me Every Day 9/19/2012
43. They Tell How Atys, Wild With Love 9/19/2012
44. Thou, Whose Soft And Rosy Hues 9/19/2012
45. Three Songs 11/27/2003
46. Upon Cupid 9/19/2012
47. Vulcan! Hear Your Glorious Task 9/19/2012
48. Wine And Song 9/19/2012
49. Wine The Healer 9/19/2012
50. Youth And Age 9/19/2012
51. Youthful Eld 9/19/2012
Best Poem of Anacreon

Youth And Age

When I see the young men play,
Young methinks I am as they;
And my aged thoughts laid by,
To the dance with joy I fly:
Come, a flowery chaplet lend me;
Youth and mirthful thoughts attend me:
Age be gone, we'll dance among
Those that young are, and be young:
Bring some wine, boy, fill about;
You shall see the old man's stout;
Who can laugh and tipple too,
And be mad as well as you.

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The Bee

Love, a Bee that lurk'd among
Roses saw not, and was stung:
Who for his hurt finger crying,
Running sometimes, sometimes flying,
Doth to his fair mother hie,
And O help, cries he, I die;
A wing'd snake hath bitten me,
Call'd by countrymen a Bee:
At which Venus, if such smart

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