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Page 19 - perched upon petals, with legs that are saw-like, swarthy one, as on a cithern to play. Friend, sing anew for delight of the tree-nymphs, answer to Pan with a rivalling strain, that I, fleeing Love, may get sleep in the noon-tide here, lying under the shade of the plane.
Page 77 - Then if green leaves are merry, and earth is all in bloom, and if the shepherd pipeth, and fleecy flocks delight, if Dionysus danceth, and sailors are afloat, if chant the feathered creatures, and bees are travailing, how should not in the spring-time the poet sweetly sing
Page 7 - on that ground sold he shall be to-day : if any trader outward bound would buy a boy, this way ! But see, in tears beseecheth he : nay, thee no more I sell : fear not, with my Zenophile remain thou here to dwell.
Page 7 - upon his mother's breast ! let him be sold ! why should I keep so turbulent a pest ? For winged he was born, he leers, and sharply with his nails he scratches, and amid his tears oft laughs the while he wails. Withal and further, glances keen he plies, devoid of shame, a ceaseless babbler, wild, nor e'en to his own dear mother tame. An utter
Page 3 - The boy but laughs to hear such news ; chid with a tongue let loose, enjoys it ; and if I abuse, he thrives upon abuse. O hither through the green wave sent, Cypris, I
Page 43 - Mind, whither ? What's logic to Love? quick, a torch ! Our long reasoning, vain shall it prove ? Away with the labour of wisdom ! I know this only, that Zeus too by Love was brought
Page 49 - my posies dark hyacinth for blue ; I'll twine the lover's roses. That thrown my lady's head of myrrhy tresses over a wreath with blossom shed her lovely locks may cover.
Page 71 - NOT Marriage Clearista won to wait upon her wedding but Death, when she unloosed the zone of her virginity
Page 3 - A PLAGUE is Love, a plague ! but yet what profit shall it prove again and oft again to fret and cry : A plague is Love