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The First ODE of Anacreon.
On his Lute.
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To Cadmus will I tune the string:
But, as from string to string I move,
My lute will only sound of Love. 4
The cords I change through every screw,
And model the whole lute anew.
Once more, in song, my voice I raise,
And, Hercules, thy toils I praise: 8
My lute does still my voice deny,
And in the tones of love reply.
And model the whole lute anew.
Once more, in song, my voice I raise,
And, Hercules, thy toils I praise: 8
My lute does still my voice deny,
And in the tones of love reply.
Ye heroes then, at once farewel:
Loves only echo from my shell. 12
Loves only echo from my shell. 12
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