Religion
Book IX, 258
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. III, 1917)
I who once gushed with abundance of sweet water, have now lost my nymphs even to the last drop. For the murderer washed his bloody hands in my water, and tainted it with the stain. Ever since the maidens have retired from the sunlight, exclaiming, “We nymphs mix with Bacchus alone, not with Ares.”
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
Codex Note
Headed "Antiphanes of Megalopolis".
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Macedonia, Antiphanes of. “Book IX, 258.” Translated by W. R. Paton. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/antiphanes/3/.
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