Love
Book XVI, 180: On the Same
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. V, 1918)
When Cypris, her hair dripping with the salt foam, rose naked from the purple waves, even in this wise holding her tresses with both hands close to her white cheeks, she wrung out the brine of the Aegean, showing only her bosom, that indeed it is lawful to look on; but if she be like this, let the wrath of Ares be confounded.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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MLA
Democritus (epigrammatist). “Book XVI, 180: On the Same.” Translated by W. R. Paton. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/democritus/0/.
Chicago
Democritus (epigrammatist). “Book XVI, 180: On the Same.” Translated by W. R. Paton. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/democritus/0/.