Thomas Moore (Томас Мур)

From “The Odes of Anacreon”. Ode 67

Rich in bliss, I proudly scorn
The wealth of Amalthea's horn;
Nor should I ask to call the throne
Of the Tartessian prince my own;
To totter through his train of years,
The victim of declining fears,
One little hour of joy to me
Is worth a dull eternity!

1. From “The Odes of Anacreon”. Ode 74
2. From “The Odes of Anacreon”. Ode 63
3. From “The Odes of Anacreon”. Ode 25
4. From “The Odes of Anacreon”. Ode 38
5. From “The Odes of Anacreon”. Ode 65

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