A collection of original poems and translations | ||
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That drunken Bacchus was to Mars a Friend;
True Courage needs no adscititious Charm,
Be the Head coolest when the Heart's most warm.
No drunken Heroe e'er maintain'd his Ground,
'Twas Water kept Achilles free from Wound,
By that inspir'd the naked Spartan stood,
And made a second Bath of hostile Blood.
A collection of original poems and translations | ||