Love
Book XII, 32
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. IV, 1918)
Love
Thou rememberest, I trust, thou rememberest the time when I spoke to thee the holy verse, “ Beauty is fairest and beauty is nimblest.” Not the fleetest bird in the sky shall outstrip beauty. Look, now, how all thy blossoms are shed on the earth.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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