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“On easy wings I glide to Olympos where I seek my master Eros, but he no longer lets me run down warm women as in my doghood days: he sees my graying beard and passes me by, while I stand transfixed in the wind made by his wings of quivering gold.” — Anakreon
On easy wings I glide to Olympos where
I seek my master Eros,
but he no longer lets me run down warm women
as in my doghood days:
he sees my graying beard and passes me by,
while I stand transfixed
in the wind made by his wings of quivering gold.