Love
Slayer and Healer (Mackail)
Translated by J. W. Mackail (1890) · From Select Epigrams from the Greek Anthology (1890)
I have a wound of love, and from my wound flows ichor of tears, and the gash is never staunched; for I am at my wits' end for misery, and no Machaon sprinkles soothing drugs on me in my need. I am Telephus, O maiden, but be thou my true Achilles; with thy beauty allay the longing as thou didst kindle it.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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MLA
Consul, Macedonius the. “Slayer and Healer (Mackail).” Translated by J. W. Mackail. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/macedonius/46/.
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Consul, Macedonius the. “Slayer and Healer (Mackail).” Translated by J. W. Mackail. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/macedonius/46/.
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