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Girls, you be ardent for the fragrant-blossomed
Musesā lovely gifts, for the clear melodious lyre:
But now old age has seized my tender body,
Now my hair is white, and no longer dark.
My heartās heavy, my legs wonāt support me,
That once were fleet as fawns, in the dance.
I grieve often for my state; what can I do?
Being human, thereās no way not to grow old.
Rosy-armed Dawn, they say, love-smitten,
Once carried Tithonus off to the worldās end:
Handsome and young he was then, yet at last
Grey age caught that spouse of an immortal wife. Translated by A. S. Kline
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@daviddedick14
10 months ago
Lovely, simply lovely. Thank you.
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