Love
Book XII, 226
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. IV, 1918)
Love
All night long, my dripping eyes tear-stained, I strive to rest my spirit that grief keeps awake— grief for this separation from my friend since yesterday, when Theodorus, leaving me here alone, went to his own Ephesus. If he come not back soon I shall be no longer able to bear the solitude of my bed.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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