230 Quotes About Willis-barnstone

O dream on black wingsyou stray here when sleepsweet god, I am in agonyto split all its powerfor I expect not to share.Nothing of the blessed godsI would rather not be like thiswith trinketsbut mayI have them all

Now in myheart Isee clearlya beautifulfaceshining back on me,stainedwith love

It is not right in a house serving the Musesto have mourning. For us it is unbecoming.

In pityandtremblingold age nowcovers my flesh.Yet there is chasing and floatingafter a young woman.Pick up your lyreand sing to usof one with roseson her robe, especiallywandering

Gongylasurely a signespecially for childrenwho came hereI said, O master [...] by the blessedAfroditi [...] I swear I take no pleasurein being on the earthbut a longing seizes me to dieand see the dewylotus banks of the Aheron

When you lie dead no one will rememberor long for you later. You do not share the rosesof Pieria. Unseen here and in the house of Hades,flown away, you will flitter among dim corpses.

Really, if you are my friend,choose a younger bedI can't bear to live withwhen I am the older

Andromedaforgotbut PsapfoI loved youIn Kypros I am queenfor you a poweras sun blazesglory everywhere;even by the Aheron I am with you

Yet I love refinement and Eros has got mebrightness and the beauty of the sun.