Let us bathe, Prodice, and crown out heads; and quaff untempered wine, lifting up greater cups. Short is the season of rejoicing, and then old age comes to forbid it any longer, and at the last death.

W. R. Paton, Greek Anthology, i, pp. 234-5 | Evelyn Baring, "The Joy of Youth", Paraphrases and Translations from the Greek (1902), p. 159 | Come let us bathe, and flow’rs for chaplets twine, Then fill great cups and quaff unwater’d wine: Brief is our life of joyance; soon, sweet friend, Old Age will come to thwart and Death to end. | J. M. Edmonds, "Short Is the Season", Some Greek Poems of Love and Wine (1939) | Anth. Pal. v. 48.