Love
Book XVI, 181: On the Same
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. V, 1918)
The Paphian has but now come forth from the sea’s womb, delivered by Apelles’ midwife hand. But back quickly from the picture, lest thou be wetted by the foam that drips from her tresses as she wrings them. If Cypris looked thus when she stripped for the apple, Pallas was unrighteous in laying Troy waste.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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Julian, Prefect of Egypt. “Book XVI, 181: On the Same.” Translated by W. R. Paton. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/julianus-egypt/68/.
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Julian, Prefect of Egypt. “Book XVI, 181: On the Same.” Translated by W. R. Paton. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/julianus-egypt/68/.
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