Love
Epigram 47: July the twentieth lately past
Translated by H. W. Tytler (1793; Bohn 1856) · From Works of Callimachus (Tytler, 1793)
July the twentieth lately past,
This flying fair must yield at last,
I fondly said ; but ere.the sun
Had half his course in August run,
She came all bright in blooming charms,
And rush’d spontaneous to my arms,
By Hermes led: O guardian power,
Thy sacred name I still adore,
And since that long-expected day
No more lament the short delay.
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Callimachus. “Epigram 47: July the twentieth lately past.” Translated by H. W. Tytler. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/callimachus/141/.
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Callimachus. “Epigram 47: July the twentieth lately past.” Translated by H. W. Tytler. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/callimachus/141/.
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