Translated by G. Theodoridis
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Let us Drink (HE5)
Let us drink, then
perhaps we’ll find
in our wine –
some eloquent, honey-coloured word.
Fill me up!
With jugs of Chian wine
“Go ahead, Hedylus, play!”
I hate an empty life –
empty of wine.
161 (Hedylus or Asclepiades)
Diomedes’ Old Women
Diomedes’ old women,
Were thrown ashore by the captains of the
Each one of them naked
Looking more wrecked than the shipwrecked
But with these ships you’ve escaped
Are more vicious than the Sirens!
The Rape of Aglaoniki
The devious toasts –toast after toast!-
Her gentle love for Nikagoras
Sent Aglaoniki to sleep.
Now, the trophies of her virginity, lie there,
Offerings to Cypris,
Still dripping with her scents:
The fine band that once held her breasts,
Witnesses all, to her sleep,
Witnesses all, to his violence.
Her purple underwear
Her Laconian robes
The silly little golden piping on her tunic
Because she was the ambrosial child of
And that is why she dedicates this fawn skin
This golden wine jug to
The judge in the beauty