Love
Book V, 64
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. I, 1916)
Snow, hail, make darkness, lighten, thunder, shake out upon the earth all thy black clouds! If thou slayest me, then I shall cease, but if thou lettest me live, though I pass through worse than this, I will. go with music to her doors; for the god compels me who is thy master too, Zeus, he at whose bidding thou, turned to gold, didst pierce the brazen chamber.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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