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"The yellow-haired god and his nine fusty maidsTo the hill of old Lud will incontinent flee;Idalia will boast but of tenant-less shades,And the bi-forked hill a mere desert will be.My thunder, no fear on't, will soon do its errand,And, damn me I'll swinge the ringleaders, I warrantI'll trim the young dogs, for thus daring to twineThe myrtle of Venus with Bacchus's vine."Ralph Tomlinson, "To Anacreon in Heaven," c. 1780; sung to the tune familiar these days as "The Star-Spangled Banner."
(English translation to the previous post:Jove / Jupiter, upset at the existence of the Anacreontic Society [a late 18th-century London-based men's drinking club named after a classical Greek poet who advocated "wine, women, and song"], darkly predicts that "the yellow-haired god"[Apollo] and "his nine fusty maids" [the Muses] will go on a debauch to "the hill of old Lud" [London] and that everyone else will forsake the "bi-forked hill" [Mt. Olympus/heaven] to go carousing after these divine delinquents.But, by Jove!, he'll fix them -- with his thunderbolts -- "for thus daring to twine/ The myrtle of Venus with Bacchus's vine" [drinking a lot and having a lot of "naughty" fun in London].
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