Anacreon

To-day belongs to me,To-morrow who can tell.

— Anacreon

Persuasion's flowing well.

— Anacreon

The black earth drinks, in turnIf I, too, wish to drink?

— Anacreon

Nature gave horns to the bull,Nor fire nor steel shall harm her.

— Anacreon

Ah, cruel 'tis to love,To love and love in vain.

— Anacreon

Love for lineage nothing cares.For money.

— Anacreon

Cursed be he above all othersMoney brings us war and slaughter.

— Anacreon

Whence can we the future learn?Life to mortals is obscure.

— Anacreon

But when an old man dances,But he's a child in mind.

— Anacreon

I fled the headless darts of slanderous tongue.

— Anacreon

E'en though I would not, die I must;Why stray I thus through life?

— Anacreon

And last of all comes death.

— Anacreon