Living
Fragment XIV (Lang)
Translated by Andrew Lang (1880) · From Theocritus, Bion and Moschus rendered into English Prose (Macmillan, 1889)
Living
But I will go my way to yon sloping hill; by the sand and the sea-banks murmuring my song, and praying to the cruel Galatea. But of my sweet hope never will I leave hold, till I reach the uttermost limit of old age.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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Smyrna, Bion of. “Fragment XIV (Lang).” Translated by Andrew Lang. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/bion/31/.
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Smyrna, Bion of. “Fragment XIV (Lang).” Translated by Andrew Lang. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/bion/31/.
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