Love
Book V, 242
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. I, 1916)
When I saw Melite, I grew pale, for her husband was with her, but I said to her trembling, “May I push back the bolts of your door, loosening ‘the bolt-pin, and fixing in the middle the tip of my key pierce the damp base of the folding door?” But she, laughing and glancing at her husband, said, “You had better keep away from my door, or the dog may worry you.”
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
Codex Note
Ascribed to Eratosthenes Scholasticus.
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