Love
Epigram XLII (Mair)
Translated by A. W. Mair (1921) · From Epigrams (Loeb, 1921)
Love
Half of my soul still lives, but half I know not whether Love or Death hath stolen: only it is vanished. Has it gone again to where the boys are? and yet I forbade them often: “O youths, receive not the runaway!” There help me, some one, to search; for there somewhere of a surety flits that lovesick one, worthy to die by stoning.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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Callimachus. “Epigram XLII (Mair).” Translated by A. W. Mair. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/callimachus/196/.
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Callimachus. “Epigram XLII (Mair).” Translated by A. W. Mair. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/callimachus/196/.
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