She was weaving once a garland
When I appeared among the roses;
Then my wings she lifted drowned
In her wine, she drank me down.
Now I amid her body tickle her with wings.
Envoi
Why teach me laws of rhetoric?
What good these useless speeches?
When you could teach me how
To drink a draft of Dionysus,
And how to play with golden Aphrodite.
Anacreon