Love
The Mad Lover (Mackail)
Translated by J. W. Mackail (1890) · From Select Epigrams from the Greek Anthology (1890)
A man wounded by a rabid dog's venom sees, they say, the beast's image in all water. Surely mad Love has fixed his bitter tooth in me, and made my soul the prey of his frenzies; for both the sea and the eddies of rivers and the wine-carrying cup show me thy image, beloved.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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Silentiary, Paul the. “The Mad Lover (Mackail).” Translated by J. W. Mackail. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/paulus-silentiarius/80/.
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Silentiary, Paul the. “The Mad Lover (Mackail).” Translated by J. W. Mackail. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/paulus-silentiarius/80/.
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