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Anacreon Ak - A Tale Out Of Anacreon Lyrics

At dead low ebb of night, when none
But Great Charles' Wain was driven on
When mortals strict cessation keep
To re-recruit themselves with sleep

'Twas then a boy knocked at my gate
Who's there, said I, that calls so late?
O let me in! he soon replied
I am a child, and then he cried
I wander without guide or light
Lost in this wet, blind, moonless night

In pity then I rose, and straight
Unbarred my door, and sprang a light:
Behold, it was a lovely boy
A sweeter sight ne'er blessed minе eye:
I view'd him round, and saw strangе things
A bow, a quiver, and two wings:

I led him to the fire, and then
I dried and chaf'd his hands with mine:
I gently press'd his tresses, curls
Which new-fall'n rain had hung with pearls:

At last when warm'd, the yonker said
Alas, my bow! I am afraid
The string is wet: pray (Sir) let's try
Let's try my bow. Do, do said I
He bent it, shot, so quick and smart
As through my liver reach'd my heart
Then in a trice he took his flight
And laughing said, My bow is right
It is. O ‘tis! for as he spoke
'Twas not his bow, but my heart is broke