‘even in hades i am with you.’
‘i want neither the sweetness of honey nor the sting of bees.’
‘aphrodite has overcome me with longing for a girl.’
‘your sweetness is more cruel than your hurt.’
‘those i care for best do me most harm.’
‘i will love you as long as breath is in me.’
‘you quenched your desire.’
‘you came and i went mad about you.’
‘you cooled my mind burning with longing.’
‘you lay in wait behind a laurel tree.’
‘everything was sweeter.’
‘you came in your beautiful garments.’
‘now she shines like the rose-fingered moon.’
‘oh, i was longing for you.’
‘against you there is no defence.’
‘for now i look at you, my voice is empty.’
‘the night is now half-gone.’
‘let me tell you this: someone in some future time will think of us.’
‘it’s no use, mother dear.’
‘love has obtained for me the brightness and beauty of the sun.’
‘many woven garlands made of flowers around your soft throat.’
‘awed by her splendour, stars near the lovely moon cover their bright faces.’
‘her soul is consumed by longing!’
‘some men say an army of ships is the most beautiful thing on this earth.’
‘but i say it is what you love.’
‘someone will remember us, i say even in another time.’
‘eros the melter of limbs, now again, stirs me.’
‘you will remember, for we in our youth did these things.’
‘yes many and beautiful things.’
‘i want to suffer in myself.’
‘show me the favour of your eyes.’
‘let there exist for us not one single further sorrow.’
‘i do not expect my fingers to graze the sky.’
‘your sweet speaking and lovely laughing– oh, it puts the heart in my chest on wings.’
‘for when i look at you, even a moment, no speaking is left in me.’
‘because i prayed this word: i want.’
‘you will go your way among dim shapes, having been breathed out.’
‘not one girl i think, who looks on the light of the sun, will ever have wisdom like this.’
‘long ago, how madly i loved you.’
‘you are the breath of my body, the blood in my veins and the glowing pulse of my bosom.’
‘there is a moment when i look at you and no speech is left in me.’
‘i am dying of such love – or so it seems to me.’
‘death is an evil ; we have the gods’ word for it.’
‘if death were a good thing, they too would die.’
‘i crave you insatiably.’
‘but why this fear of love?’
‘you have forgotten me, or you love someone else.’
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