Love
Book XII, 146
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. IV, 1918)
Love
I caught the fawn and lost him; I, who had taken countless pains and set up the nets and stakes, go away empty-handed, but they who toiled not carry off my quarry, O Love. May thy wrath be heavy upon them.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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Rhianus. “Book XII, 146.” Translated by W. R. Paton. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/rhianus/8/.
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