Pindar and Anacreon/Anacreon/Ode 27

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4290624Pindar and Anacreon — Ode 27Thomas BourneAnacreon

ODE XXVII.—THE SAME SUBJECT.

When the generous god of wine,
Bacchus, son of Jove divine,
Frees my soul from anxious care,
Fills my breast and revels there,
Then I lead the mazy dance,
Rapt in pleasure's giddy trance.
Oh! what transports then I prove—
Sweet the joys of wine and love!
Music breathes its softest strains,
Venus too with Bacchus reigns.
Thus, with wine and beauty bless'd,
Thus I charm my cares to rest,
Ever joyous, blithe, and gay,
Dance the happy hours away.