Living
Book IX, 544: On a Figure of Galene cut by Tryphon
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. III, 1917)
Tryphon coaxed me, the Indian beryl, to be Galene, the goddess of Calm, and with his soft hands let down my hair. Look at my lips smoothing the liquid sea, and my breasts with which I charm the windless waves. Did the envious stone but consent, you would soon see me swimming, as I am longing to do.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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Mitylene, Adaeus of. “Book IX, 544: On a Figure of Galene cut by Tryphon.” Translated by W. R. Paton. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/adaeus/7/.
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Mitylene, Adaeus of. “Book IX, 544: On a Figure of Galene cut by Tryphon.” Translated by W. R. Paton. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/adaeus/7/.
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