Unknown’s Reviews > Greek Lyric, Volume II: Anacreon. Anacreontea. Early Choral Lyric > Status Update
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His head garlanded with luxuriant flowers, he is the ruler over gods, he is the subduer of mortals.
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Once again I love and I do not love, I am mad and I am not mad.
— Jun 19, 2020 04:22PM
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Once again I love and I do not love, I am mad and I am not mad.
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At the command of the Cyprian, Eros once again pours sweetly down and warms my heart.
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If only she were nearer and took my soft hand, immediately I would become her suppliant . . .
— Jun 23, 2020 04:22PM
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If only she were nearer and took my soft hand, immediately I would become her suppliant . . .
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If only I could be a mirror, so that you would always look at me; a robe, so that you would always wear me; water, that I might wash your skin; perfume, lady, that I might anoint you; a band for your breast, a pearl for your neck, a sandal—only you must trample me underfoot . . .
— Jun 22, 2020 05:08PM
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As you race on the air you smell of perfumes, you rain perfumes . . . I wet my body with fragrant perfume and with a girl in my arms I sing of the Cyprian . . . I want to have my fill of Lyaeus and perfume and my girl and to go mad, I want to go mad . . . I want to love, I want to love . . . It is hard not to fall in love, it is hard to fall in love . . .
— Jun 21, 2020 04:53PM
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Once when I was weaving a garland I found Love among the roses. I held him by his wings and plunged him in my wine, then I took it and drank him down; and now inside my body he tickles me with his wings.
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Love, set me on fire at once: if you don’t, you will melt in flames.
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I care about drenching my beard with perfumes, about garlanding my head with roses; I care about today: who knows tomorrow?
— Jun 20, 2020 04:18PM
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Love, set me on fire at once: if you don’t, you will melt in flames.
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I care about drenching my beard with perfumes, about garlanding my head with roses; I care about today: who knows tomorrow?
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I seek you, but you do not notice, not knowing that you hold the reins of my soul.
— Jun 18, 2020 03:47PM
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Anacreon . . . may you sing clear-voiced, shaking the garland on your perfumed hair . . . as you spout forth sweet wine, your robe quite drenched with Bacchus, wringing unmixed nectar from its folds; for all your life, old man, was poured out as an offering to these three—the Muses, Dionysus, and Eros. —Palatine Anthology: Antipater of Sidon, On Anacreon
— Jun 17, 2020 04:10PM