Thomas Moore (Томас Мур)

From “The Odes of Anacreon”. Ode 76

Hither, gentle Muse of mine,
Come and teach thy votary old
Many a golden hymn divine,
For the nymph with vest of gold.

Pretty nymph, of tender age,
Fair thy silky looks unfold;
Listen to a hoary sage,
Sweetest maid with vest of gold!

1. From “The Odes of Anacreon”. Ode 3
2. From “The Odes of Anacreon”. Ode 20
3. From “The Odes of Anacreon”. Ode 45
4. From “The Odes of Anacreon”. Ode 52
5. From “Irish Melodies”. 10. Rich and Rare Were the Gems She Wore

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