Anacreontiques:

Or, Some Copies of Verses Translated Paraphrastically out of Anacreon.

by
Abraham Cowley

Contents:

I'LL sing of Heroes, and of Kings;
In mighty Numbers, mighty things,: Byron's version of this poem.; Moore's version of this poem.; Stanley's version of this poem.

II. Drinking

THE thirsty Earth soaks up the Rain,
And drinks, and gapes for drink again.: Moore's version of this poem.; Stanley's version of this poem.

III. Beauty

LIBERAL Nature did dispense
To all things Arms for their defence;: Moore's version of this poem.; Stanley's version of this poem.

IV. The Duel

YES, I will love then, I will love,
I will not now Love's Rebel prove,: Moore's version of this poem.; Stanley's version of this poem.

OFT am I by the Women told,
Poor Anacreon thou grow'st old.: Moore's version of this poem.; Stanley's version of this poem.

VI. The Account

WHEN all the Stars are by thee told,
(The endless sums of heav'nly gold): Moore's version of this poem.; Stanley's version of this poem.

A MIGHTY pain to love it is,
And 'tis a pain that pain to miss.: Moore's version of this poem.; Stanley's version of this poem.

VIII. The Epicure

FILL the Bowl with rosy Wine,
Around our temples Roses twine.: Moore's version of this poem.; Stanley's version of this poem.

IX. Another

UNDERNEATH this Myrtle shade,
On flowry beds supinely laid,: Moore's version of this poem.; Stanley's version of his poem.

X. The Grasshopper

HAPPY Insect, what can be
In happiness compar'd to Thee?: Moore's version of this poem.; Stanley's version of this poem.

XI. The Swallow

FOOLISH Prater, what dost thou
So early at my window do: Moore's version of this poem.; Stanley's version of this poem.