Love
Book V, 272
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. I, 1916)
Love
I press her breasts, our mouths are joined, and feed in unrestrained fury round her silver neck, but not yet is my conquest complete ; I still toil wooing a maiden who refuses me her bed. Half of herself she has given to Aphrodite and half to Pallas, and I waste away between the two.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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Silentiary, Paul the. “Book V, 272.” Translated by W. R. Paton. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/paulus-silentiarius/27/.
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