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ANACREONTICS.
So we must lean on a reed,
(A pretty stout one indeed,)
To make up for her that's gone.
V.
Ἀυτὰρ ἐπεὶ πόσιος
Καὶ ἐδητύος ἐξ ἔρον ἕντο
When the guests had eaten their fill,
And drunk as much as they meant to,
Το βακχικόν δώρημα
They lit, in social expansion,
Κάπνισσαν κατὰ κλισίας
And raised a smoke in the mansion,
VI.
Then you should have seen her, the pride of our girls,
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