Religion
Book VI, 299
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. I, 1916)
To thee, wayside Hermes, I offer this portion of a noble cluster of grapes, this piece of a rich cake from the oven, this black fig, this soft olive that does not hurt the gums, some scrapings of round cheeses, some Cretan meal, a heap of crumbling .. .., and an after-dinner glass of wine. Let Cypris, my goddess, enjoy them too, and I promise to sacrifice to you both on the beach a white-footed kid.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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