Love
Book XII, 80
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. IV, 1918)
Sore weeping soul, why is Love’s wound that was assuaged inflamed again in thy vitals? No, No for God’s sake, No! For God’s sake, O thou lover of unwisdom, stir not the fire that yet glows under the ashes! For straightway, O unmindful of past woe, if Love catch thee again, he shall vilely use the truant he has found.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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