The Tomb of Anacreon - Simonides of Amorgos

Mother of purple grapes, soul-soothing vine,

Whose verdant boughs their graceful tendrils twine:

A Banquet Song - Alcæus of Mytilene

The rain of Zeus descends, and from high heaven
          A storm is driven:

The Glorious New Creation - Isaiah

For I am about to create new heavens
   and a new earth;
the former things shall not be remembered
   or come to mind.

Youth and Age - Mimnermus

Ah ! fair and lovely bloom the flowers of youth;
    On men and maids they beautifully smile:

On an eclipse of the sun - Archilochus

Naught, now, can pass belief; in Nature's ways
No strange anomaly our wonder raise.

Women - Simonides of Amorgos

She from the steed of wanton mane
Shall spurn all servile toil and pain;
Nor shake the sieve, nor ply the mill
Nor sweep the floor, though dusty still.

Stand and face me - Sappho

Stand and face me, dear; release
That fineness in your irises.

Exhortation to Battle - Callinus

How long will ye slumber? when will ye take heart
And fear the reproach of your neighbours at hand?

Speak while There Is Time - Confucius

Plop Fall the plums; but there are still seven
Let those gentlemen that would court me
Come while it is lucky!

Nature's calm - Alcman

The mountain brows, the rocks, the peaks, are sleeping,
Uplands and gorges hush!