tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125857332011-04-21T12:00:16.591-07:00theocritushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11920255437690428487noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12585733.post-1115154533997539552005-05-03T14:08:00.000-07:002005-05-03T14:11:35.873-07:00<cite></cite><span style="font-family:times new roman;">The proper task of Zeus's daughters and of poets<br />Is to celebrate the gods and great men's lives.<br />The Muses are heavenly beings; they sing of heaven.<br />We are earthbound creatures; we too should sing our own.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12585733-111515453399753955?l=poetasum.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>theocritushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11920255437690428487noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12585733.post-1115050154433997002005-05-02T00:02:00.000-07:002005-05-02T09:09:14.436-07:00<span style="font-family:times new roman;"> They say, dear boy, that wine and truth agree;<br /> And, being in wine, I'll tell the truth to thee-<br /> Yes, all that works in secret in my soul.<br /> 'Tis this: thou dost not love me with thy whole<br /> Untampered heart. I know; for half my time<br /> Is spent in gazing on thy beauty's prime;<br /> The other half is nought. When thou art good,<br /> My days are like the gods'; but when the mood<br /> Tormenting takes thee, 'tis my night of woe.<br /><br /> How were it right to vex a lover so?<br /> Take my advice, my lad, thine elder friend,<br /> 'Twill make thee glad and grateful in the end:<br /> In one tree build one nest, so no grim snake<br /> May creep upon thee. For to-day thou'lt make<br /> Thy home on one branch, and to-morrow changing<br /> Wilt seek another, to what's new still ranging;<br /> And should a stranger praise your handsome face,<br /> Him more than three-year-proven friend you'll grace.<br /> While him who loved you first you'll treat as cold<br /> As some acquaintanceship of three days old.<br /> Though fliest high, methinks, in love and pride;<br /> But I would say: keep ever at thy side<br /> A mate that is thine equal; doing so,<br /> The townsfolk shall speak well of thee alway,<br /> And love shall never visit thee with woe-<br /> Love that so easily men's hearts can flay,<br /> And mine has conquered that was erst of steel.<br /> Nay, by thy gracious lips I make appeal:<br /> Remember thou wert younger a year agone<br /> And we grow grey and wrinkled, all, or e'er<br /> We can escape our doom; of mortals none<br /> His youth retakes again, for azure wings<br /> Are on her shoulders, and we sons of care<br /> Are all too slow to catch such flying things.<br /><br /> Mindful of this, be gentle, is my prayer,<br /> And love me, guileless, ev'n as I love thee;<br /> So when thou has a beard, such friends as were<br /> Achilles and Patroclus we may be."</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12585733-111505015443399700?l=poetasum.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>theocritushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11920255437690428487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12585733.post-1115006375531123642005-05-01T23:58:00.000-07:002005-05-02T09:10:38.010-07:00<span style="font-family:times new roman;">poeta sum</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12585733-111500637553112364?l=poetasum.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>theocritushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11920255437690428487noreply@blogger.com0