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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=396109" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>From Anacreon</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=396109" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I wish to tune my quivering lyre<br>To deed of fame and notes of fire;<br>To echo, from its rising swell,<br>How heroes fought and nations fell,<br>When Atreus' sons advanced to war,<br>Or Tyrian Cadmus roved afar;<br>But still, to martial strains unknown,<br>My lyre recurs to love alone.<br>Fired with the hope of future fame,<br>I seek some nobler hero's name;<br>The dying chords are strung anew,<br>To war, to war, my harp is due.<br>With glowing strings, the epic strain<br>To Jove's great son I raise again;<br>Alcides and his glorious deeds,<br>Beneath whose arm the Hydra bleeds.<br>All, all in vain; my wayward lyre<br>Wakes silver notes of soft desire.<br>Adieu, ye chiefs renown'd in arms!<br>Adieu the clang of war's alarms!<br>To other deeds my soul is strung,<br>And sweeter notes shall now be sung;<br>My harp shall all its powers reveal,<br>To tell the tale my heart must feel;<br>Love, Love alone, my lyre shall claim,<br>In songs of bliss and sighs of flame.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Byron">Byron</a></strong></div>

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