«Already gods' — not the same generosity, / Upon the river's shore, not the same one. / Fly, fly again, the doves of Aphrodite / Into wide open gates of setting sun. I'll leave in day, in which there is no count, / Lying upon the sand that's growing cold... / I've outgrown my youth and l...»
«In vain, inside the promised branches hiding, / Your tender retinue thunders above. / I drop a myrtle that did love so many, / I drop the belt that did so sweetness love. With a dumb arrow that is heavily piercing / Freed me from these my shackles your own son. / Thus at the very throne o...»
«How many, how many of them, white and blue / Eat from the hands! / Whole kingdoms are clucking around your lips / O Lowliness! In gold of cup the deadly sweat / Does not translate. / The mantle-wearing general will vanish / Like dove of white. Every cloud like a chest circles / In a...»
«This my youth! O this my alien youth! / This my alien youth, my boot unpaired! / Purposefully narrowing the inflamed eyes, / Thus a leaf from calendar they tear. From among your very acquisitions / Nothing took away the thoughtful Muse. / You were both a burden and encumbrance / To me. ...»