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Acheron AGATHIAS ANONYMOUS Anthology ANTIPATER OF SIDON ANTIPHILUS beauty bees birds blossoms BOOK VII BOOK XVI bough breast charms Cicada CRINAGORAS crown cruel Cypris dead dear death DIOGENES LAERTIUS DIOSCORIDES DIOTIMUS door Dorcas doth E'en earth EPIGRAM 13 EPITAPH Erinna Eros ERYCIUS Euripides fade fair fate flowers fresh GARDEN OF HELLAS gone grace grave Greece Greek GREEK ANTHOLOGY grief hair hands hast hath hear heart Heliodora Hush'd JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL JULIAN OF EGYPT LEONIDAS lips live love's loveliness lovers MELEAGER mother neath NIOBE o'er ocean PAMPHILUS PAUL THE SILENTIARY Phoebus Plato PRAXITELES pray rest rocks rose RUFINUS sail sailor sculptor shade shalt thou shed shore SIMMIAS SIMONIDES sing slain slave sleep smile song sorrows spring stone sweet tears tell temples thee thine eyes thou art thou'lt thy gentle torch twine unto verses vine waves weep wert Who'll buy wings would'st wreath Zenophil
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Page 38 - THEBES (405 BC) QUIETLY, o'er the tomb of Sophocles, Quietly, ivy, creep with tendrils green; And roses, ope your petals everywhere, While dewy shoots of grape-vine peep between, Upon the wise and honeyed poet's grave, Whom Muse and Grace their richest treasures gave.
Page 118 - O LIFE, what refuge have we fleeing thee, Save in Death only ? Infinite, in truth, Thy sorrows are, and unendurable As unavoidable. Doubtless there are Some beauties and some charms in Nature's gift — The earth, the stars, the sea, the moon, the sun, But all the rest is only grief and fear. And if perchance some happiness be there, There too is Nemesis, who takes revenge.
Page 49 - I love not wine, but shouldst thou wish That I its slave might be, Thou needest but to taste the cup, Then hand it back to me. For unto me that cup would bring From thy dear lips a kiss, And while I drank would softly tell V.
Page 20 - ... The poet's own life was one of narrow circumstances. In an epigram which is a thank offering for deliverance from sickness, he prays to be released also from the hard straits of poverty22; in another, half playful, half sad, he warns the mice to leave his humble cabin and seek a more abundant board: Dust-loving mouse, go, scamper from my cot! The meagre pantry of Leonidas, Contenting him, for thee sufficeth not. Two rolls with salt, such is the fare he has, Nor asks he better than his father's...
Page 20 - ... is no advantage even to be richly buried. Sufficient is the light covering of a little dust. The lofty column is but a cruel weight upon the dead.25 With these few lines Leonidas dismisses the glamor of wealth and station and for the rest devotes himself to "the short and simple annals of the poor.
Page 59 - The mighty throne of the heavens Guard, O Zeus, I pray, For the earth and the ocean tremble Beneath the Roman sway. The unwearied doors of the highest Close, I pray, O God! For the road that leads to Olympus Is the only road untrod!9 "We all dwell in one fatherland, the Universe...
Page 129 - The moment comes to say to thee " farewell! " Yet by thy side I linger silently. Must I then go ? Such parting were to me More dreadful than the darkest gloom of Hell, For thou art as my very light of day, But day is silent, and thy gentle voice More than a Syren's song makes me rejoice, And round thy lips all my soul's longings stay.
Page 9 - Cicada, you who chase away desire, Cicada, who beguile our sleepless hours, You song-winged muse of meadows and of flowers, Who are the natural mimic of the lyre, Chirp a familiar melody and sweet, My weight of sleepless care to drive away ; Your love-beguiling tune to me now play, Striking your prattling wings with your dear feet. In early morning I'll bring gifts to you Of garlic ever fresh and drops of dew.
Page 20 - ... cabin and seek a more abundant board: Dust-loving mouse, go, scamper from my cot! The meagre pantry of Leonidas, Contenting him, for thee sufficeth not. Two rolls with salt, such is the fare he has, Nor asks he better than his father's lot. What seekest thou then here, thou dainty mouse? Thou wouldst despise the food whereon I dined. So hurry off; go try my neighbor's house, For here is naught; there thou'lt abundance find.23 His own experience, then, helped him to a fellow-feeling for the humble...
Page 76 - The stars shall fade upon the sky, Or by the sky extinguished be, The sun shall shine throughout the night, The thirsty sailor from the sea Shall drink fresh water, those that die Shall greet once more the world of light Before shall be forgot the name Of Homer, or his verses