Nature
Book IX, 420
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. III, 1917)
Nature
Think not, Telembrotus, to persuade love by tears, or with a little water to put out so stubborn a fire. Gold is ever the medicine of love, and not even then when he was born on the deep sea was he quenched.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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Thessalonica, Antipater of. “Book IX, 420.” Translated by W. R. Paton. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/antipater-thessalonica/61/.
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