Love
Book V, 87
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. I, 1916)
Love
Me isstas denies she is in love, but her body cries aloud that it has received a whole quiverful of arrows. Unsteady is her step and she takes her breath in snatches, and there are dark purple hollows under her eyes. But, ye Loves, by your mother, fair-wreathed Cytherea, burn the rebellious maid, till she cry, “I am burning!”
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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