230 Quotes About Willis-barnstone

I live here miserable and broken with desire,pierced through to the bones by the bitternessof this god-given painful love.O comrade, this passion makes my limbs limpand tramples over me.

This is the tomb of the famous Megistias, slain bythe Persians near the Spercheios River,a seer who even when aware that death was nearwould not desert his Spartan kings.

Neither the sea nor land may claim my body.In this death they share me in equal parts.The fish devoured all my flesh in the sea,but my bones were washed up on this cold beach.

Save your maidenhead? What's the good?My girl, down in Hades there are no lovers.The pleasures of Kypris are for the living.Once past Acheron, river of death,we shall lie as bones and dust.

Traveler, do not drink the warm waterfrom this pool, all muddy from the quick mountain brookand the intruding sheep.Go a little further up the hillwhere the heifers are grazing, and there by a shepherd's pineyou will find bubbling up through the porous rocka spring colder than northern snow.

If by growing a goatee you hope to come upon wisdom,then, O wise friend, any smelly goat ina handsome beard is at once Plato.

Later we will have a long time to lie deadyet the few years we have now we live badly.

Get him that enormous caldron on the tripod so he can bloat his stomach with every food.It is cool but soon will boil with good soupwhich gobbler Alkman likes sparkling hot,especially in the cold season of the solstice.The glutton Alkman abstains from fancy dishesbut like the demos eats a plain massive meal.

Three seasons were created: summerand winter and a third in autumn,and even a fourth—the spring—when the fields are heavy with cropsand a glutton still goes hungry.