ODES OF ANACREON, continued—
XLI. "When Spring begems the dewy scene"
XLII. "Yes, be the glorious revel mine"
XLIII. "While our rosy fillets shed"
XLIV. "Buds of roses, virgin flowers"
XLV. "Within this goblet, rich and deep"
XLVI. "See the young, the rosy Spring"
XLVII. "'Tis true my fading years decline"
XLVIII. "When my thirsty soul I steep"
XLIX. "When Bacchus, Jove's immortal boy'
L. "When I drink, I feel, I feel"
LI. "Fly not thus my brow of snow'
LII. "Away, away, you men of rules"
LIII. "When I behold the festive train "
LIV. “Methinks the pictured bull we see”
LV. "While we invoke the wreathed spring'
LVI. "He who instructs the youthful crew
LVII. "And whose immortal hand could shed
LVIII. "When gold, as fleet as zephyr's pinion"
LIX. "Sabled by the solar beam"
LX. "Awake to life, my dulcet shell'