Love
Book XII, 128
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. IV, 1918)
Ye pastoral pipes, no longer call on Daphnis in the mountains to please Pan the goat-mounter ; and thou, lyre, spokesman of Phoebus, sing no longer of Hyacinthus crowned with maiden laurel. For Daphnis, when there was a Daphnis, was the delight of the Mountain Nymphs, and Hyacinthus was thine; but now let Dion wield the sceptre of the Loves.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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