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Stanley Lombardo translations, Frag. 72
Fragment 138 Voigt
The Willis Barnstone translations, To a Handsome Man
„Some say cavalry and others claim
infantry or a fleet of long oars
is the supreme sight on the black earth.
I say it is
the one you love. And easily proved.
Didn't Helen, who far surpassed all
mortals in beauty, desert the best
of men, her king,
and sail off to Troy and forget
her daughter and her dear parents? Merely
Aphrodite's gaze made her readily bend
and led her far
from her path. These tales remind me now
of Anaktoria who isn't here,
would rather see her warm supple step
and the sparkle in her face than watch all
the chariots in Lydia and foot soldiers armored
in glittering bronze.“
Fragment 16 Voigt
The Willis Barnstone translations, Supreme Sight on the Black Earth
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Stanley Lombardo translations, Frag. 26
Fragment 50 Voigt
The Willis Barnstone translations, Exhortation to Learning
„Look at him, just like a god,
that man sitting across from you,
whoever he is,
listening to your
close, sweet voice,
your irresistible laughter
And O yes,
it sets my heart racing—
one glance at you
and I can't get any words out,
my voice cracks,
a thin flame runs under my skin,
my eyes go blind,
my ears ring,
a cold sweat pours down my body,
I tremble all over,
turn paler than grass.“
Stanley Lombardo translations, Frag. 20
„Virginity, virginity, when you leave me, where do you go?
I am gone and never come back to you.
I never return.“
Fragment 114 Voigt
The Willis Barnstone translations, Loss
„O dream on your black wings
you come when I am sleeping.
Sweet is the god but still I am
in agony and far from my strength.
for I had hope (none now) to share
something of the blessed gods,
nor was I so foolish
as to scorn pleasant toys.
Now may I have
all these things.“
Fragment 63 Voigt
The Willis Barnstone translations, Dream
„Of course I am downcast and tremble
with pity for my state
when old age and wrinkles cover me,
when Eros flies about
and I pursue the glorious young.
Pick up your lyre
and sing to us of her who wears
violets on her breasts. Sing especially
of her who is wandering.“
Fragment 58 Voigt
The Willis Barnstone translations, Old Age