Poems by Theocritus
Prythee, sing something sweet to me
... Prythee, sing something sweet to me--you that can play ...
Idyll XIX. Love Stealing Honey
... Through all his finger-tips, and, wild with pain, ...
Idyll XXI. The Fishermen
... " COMRADE. "Ne'er quake: you're pledged to nothing, for no prize ...
The Dog of Polyphemus
... But sittest playing sweet strains on thy pipe ...
A Loving Pair
... Breathing into each other's bosom love and desire, ...
Idyll XV. The Festival of Adonis
... Push, coward! That's right! 'All in,' the bridegroom said ...
Idyll XVIII. The Bridal of Helen
... But through the days and through the years ...
Joy Breaking Forth in Dancing
... All beating time with cadence ...
Idyll XXIX. Loves
... doing so, The townsfolk shall speak well of thee alway, ...
Idyll III. The Serenade
... ') The _Love-in-absence_, crushed, returned no sound, ...
For a Statue of the Heavenly Aphrodite
... For, Queen, at life's outset they made thee their friend ...
Idyll XXVIII. The Distaff
... Was the gift, and yet how precious! Friendship's gifts are priceless all ...
Daphnis, thou slumberest on the leaf-strown lea
... Into thy lair--fly, fly,--shake off the coil of sleep! ...
Idyll IV. The Herdsmen
... That olive's shoots, the graceless brutes! Back, with your white face, ...
Idyll V. The Battle of the Bards
... When? When I beat thee, wailing sore: yon goats looked on with glee, ...
