Living
Book IX, 324
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. III, 1917)
Living
Way, O pipe, hast thou hied thee here to the house of the Foam-born? Why art thou here fresh from a shepherd’s lips? Here are no more hills and dales, naught but the Loves and Desire. The mountains are the dwelling of the rustic Muse.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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