Don’t wait, dig the pits
Purge the leadership, don’t hesitate
Ain’t no half-steppin’, step to ’em like
“You know what it is”
Don’t wait, dig the pits
Purge the leadership, don’t hesitate
Ain’t no half-steppin’, step to ’em like
“You know what it is”
“Bid the warbling Nine retire:
Venus, string thy servant’s lyre:
Love shall be my endless theme:
Pleasure shall triumph over fame:
And when these maxims I decline,
Apollo, may thy fate be mine:
May I grasp at empty praise;
And the lose the nymph, to gain the bays.”
Matthew Prior | “In Imitation of Anacreon”