Arts & Sciences
Book IX, 136
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. III, 1917)
Arts & Sciences
Would that my father had taught me to shepherd fleecy flocks, so that, sitting under the elms or piping under a rock, I might cheer my sorrows with music. Let us fly, ye Muses, from the stately city, and seek another home. I will announce to all that the pestilent drones have done mischief to the bees.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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Cyrus the Poet. “Book IX, 136.” Translated by W. R. Paton. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/cyrus/1/.
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Cyrus the Poet. “Book IX, 136.” Translated by W. R. Paton. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/cyrus/1/.
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