Love
Book V, 162
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. I, 1916)
Love
Cruel Philaenion has bitten me; though the bite does not show, the pain reaches to my finger-tips. Dear Loves, I am gone, ‘tis over with me, I am past hope; for half-asleep I trod upon a whore, I know it, and her touch was death.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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