For Friends Love Poem!

On you, my friends, the gods above,
still lavish golden nights and days:
on you is fixed, with thought of love,
every young girl’s attentive gaze.
Play on then, comrades, for the while;
drink up, and fill again your glasses;
and, as the transient evening passes,
through tears on your brief joys I’ll smile.
translated by R.H. Morrison and Roger Clarke