Love
Ode XXVII
Translated by Thomas Moore (1800) · From Odes of Anacreon (1800)
Love
We read the flying courser's name
Upon his side, in marks of flame;
And, by their turbaned brows alone,
The warriors of the East are known.
But in the lover's glowing eyes,
The inlet to his bosom lies;
Through them we see the small faint mark,
Where Love has dropt his burning spark!
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Anacreon. “Ode XXVII.” Translated by Thomas Moore. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/anacreon/26/.
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Anacreon. “Ode XXVII.” Translated by Thomas Moore. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/anacreon/26/.
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