If Not, Winter

Chapter One

Fragment 22

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]work
]face
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if not, winter
]no pain
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]I bid you sing
of Gongyla, Abanthis, taking up
your lyre as (now again) longing
floats around you.

you beauty. For her dress when you saw it
stirred you. And I rejoice.
In fact she herself once blamed me
Kyprogeneia

because I prayed
this word:
I want


Fragment 47
Eros shook my
mind like a mountain wind falling on oak trees


Fragment 52

I would not think to touch the sky with two arms


Fragment 56

not one girl I think
who looks on the light of the sun
will ever
have wisdom
like this

Fragment 147


someone will remember us
I say
even in another time


Fragment 162

with what eyes?


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