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IMITATED FROM SCHILLER
Never, believe me, / Appear the Immortals, / Never alone: / Scarce had I welcomed the Sorrow-beguiler, / Iacchus! but in came Boy Cupid the Smiler; / Lo! Phoebus the Glorious descends from his throne! / They advance, they float in, the Olympians all! / With Divinities fills my / Terrestrial hall!
How shall I yield you / Due entertainment, / Celestial quire? / Me rather, bright guests! with your wings of upbuoyance / Bear aloft to your homes, to your banquets of joyance, / That the roofs of Olympus may echo my lyre! / Hah! we mount! on their pinions they waft up my soul! / O give me the nectar! / O fill me the bowl!
Give him the nectar! / Pour out for the poet, / Hebe! pour free! / Quicken his eyes with celestial dew, / That Styx the detested no more he may view, / And like one of us Gods may conceit him to be! / Thanks, Hebe! I quaff it! Io Pean, I cry! / The wine of the Immortals / Forbids me to die!