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DRINKING SONG.
INSCRIPTION FOR AN ANTIQUE PITCHER.
Come, old friend! sit down and listen!
From the pitcher, placed between us,
How the waters laugh and glisten
In the head of old Silenus!
From the pitcher, placed between us,
How the waters laugh and glisten
In the head of old Silenus!
Old Silenus, bloated, drunken,
Led by his inebriate Satyrs;
On his breast his head is sunken,
Vacantly he leers and chatters.
Led by his inebriate Satyrs;
On his breast his head is sunken,
Vacantly he leers and chatters.
