INSCRIPTION FOR AN ANTIQUE PITCHERCome, old friend! sit down and listen!From the pitcher, placed between us,How the waters laugh and glistenIn the head of old Silenus!Old Silenus, bloated, drunken,Led by his inebriate Satyrs;On his breast his head is sunken,Vacantly he leers and chatters.Fauns with youthful Bacchus follow;Ivy crowns that brow supernalAs the forehead of Apollo,And possessing youth
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