Religion
Book VI, 336
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. I, 1916)
The fresh roses and this thick creeping-thyme are a gift to the Heliconian Muses; the dark-leaved laurel branches are for thee, Pythian Paean, since the rocks of Delphi gave thee this bright foliage to wear. But thy altar shall be reddened by the blood of this white horned goat that is nibbling the end of the terebinth branch.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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Theocritus. “Book VI, 336.” Translated by W. R. Paton. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/theocritus/54/.
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