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 Forsook the far-famed Athens,—inly moved By Laïs' charms, by Laïs lured astray,— And in voluptuous Eph'ra lived,—and loved,— From Academic bowers far away.—

Part of the same. (P. 954.)

With her the sweet Anacreon stray'd, Begirt with many a Lesbian maid; And fled for her the Samian strand, For her his vine-clad native land— A bleeding country left the while For wine and love in Sappho's isle.—

(Book xiii. § 72, p. 955.)

Anacreon.—Spirit of love, whose tresses shine Along the breeze in golden twine; Come, within a fragrant cloud, Blushing with light, thy votary shroud; And, on those wings that sparkling play, Waft, oh! waft me hence away! Love! my soul is full of thee, Alive to all thy luxury. But she, the nymph for whom I glow, The pretty Lesbian, mocks my woe; Smiles at the hoar and silver'd hues Which time upon my forehead strews. Alas! I fear she keeps her charms In store for younger, happier arms!

Sappho.—Oh Muse! who sitt'st on golden throne, Full many a hymn of dulcet tone The Teian sage is taught by thee; But, goddess, from thy throne of gold, The sweetest hymn thou'st ever told, He lately learn'd and sang for me.—