Living
Book XI, 26
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. IV, 1918)
Living
I feel drunk with wine; but who shall save me from Bacchus who makes my limbs totter? How unjust a god have I encountered, since while I carry thee, Bacchus, by thee, in return, I am carried astray.
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Argentarius, Marcus. “Book XI, 26.” Translated by W. R. Paton. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/marcus-argentarius/31/.
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