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BOOK V THE AMATORY EPIGRAMS
1.—prooemion of constantine cephalas
warming the hearts of youth with learned fervour, I will make Love the beginning of my discourse, for it is he who lighteth the torch for youth.
she who sets the town on fire, Sthenelais, the high-priced whore, whose breath smells of gold for those who desire her, lay by me naked in my dream all night long until the sweet dawn, giving herself to me for nothing. No longer shall I implore the cruel beauty, nor mourn for myself, now I have Sleep to grant me what he granted.
3.—ANTIPATER OF THESSALONICA
the day has broken, Chrysilla, and for long early-rising chanticleer is crowing to summon envious Dawn, A curse on thee, most jealous of fowls, who drivest me from home to the tireless chatter of the young men. Thou art growing old, Tithonus, or why dost thou chase thy consort Aurora so early from thy bed ?