...hear, Prophet of the ripened year, Phoebus is himself thy sire, Thee, Phoebus loves, and doth inspire. To thee, of all things upon earth Life is no longer...Dost neither age nor winter know ; But when thou'st danced and drunk and sung Thy fill, the flow'ry leaves among, (Voluptuous and wise withal Epicurean...

...hear, Prophet of the ripened year ! Thee Phoebus loves, and does inspire! Phoebus is himself thy sire. To thee of all things upon earth, Life is no longer...! thou Dost neither age nor winter know: But when thou 'si drunk, and danc'd, and sung Thy fill, the flow'ry leaves among, (Voluptuous, and wise withal,...

...Thee Phœbus loves, and does inspire ; Phoebus is himself thy tire. To thee, of all things и)юп as set, I, near yon stile, three sallow gypsies met...hand they cast a poring look, Bid me beware, and th i linn'.. i drunk, and danc'd, and lung Thy fill, the flow'ry leaves among, (Voluptuous, and wise withal,...

...himself thy sire; Thee Phoebus loves, and does Inspire; To thee, of all things upon earth, Li/e it no longer than thy mirth. Happy insect! happy thou ! Dost neither age nor winter know; But when thou'tt drunk, and danced, and s Thy Jill thejlowcry teavet among, ( Voluptuous and wiie withal. Epicurean...

...hear, Prophet of the ripen'd year ! Thee Phcebus loves, and does inspire ; Phoebus is himself thy sire. play'd, Softly on my eye-lids flow'ry leaves among, (Voluptuous, and wise withal, Epicurean animal!) Sated with thy summer feast,...

...hear, Prophet of the ripen'd year ! Thee Phoebus loves, and does inspire ; Phoebus is himself thy sire. (Voluptuous and wise withal, Epicurean animal !) Satiated with thy summer feast, Thou retirât to endless...

...hear, Prophet of the ripen'd year! Thee Phoebus loves, and does inspire; Pheebus is himself thy sire. To thee, of all things upon earth, Life is no longer...danc'd, and sung Thy fill the flowery leaves among, (Voluptuous and wise withal, Epicurean animal!) Sated with thy summer feast, Thou retir'st to endless...

...hear, Prophet of the ripened year ! Thee Phoebus loves, and does inspire ; Phoebus is himself thy sire. To thee, of all things upon earth, Life is no longer...thou Dost neither age nor winter know ; But, when thou 'st drunk, and danced, and sung Thy fill, the flowery leaves among, Sated with thy summer feast,...

...hear, Prophet of the ripen'd year ! Thee Phœbus loves, and does inspire ; Phœbus is himself thy sire. me ; like a thief you stole her, At dead of night...May all your joys in her prove false, like mine ! snog Thy fill, the flowery leaves among, (Voluptuous and wise withal, Epicurean animal !) Satiated...

...Phœbus loves, and does inspire ; Phctbus is himself thy sire. To thee, of all things upon earth, Life's no longer than thy mirth. Happy insect, happy, thou...danc'd and sung Thy fill, the flowery leaves among, (Voluptuous and wise withal, Epicurean animal !)— Sated with thy summer feast, Thou retir'st to endless...