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“In a Lydian voice she said, 'Come quick, I will plug up your tight asshole.' And she beat my balls with a branch as though I were a scapegoat. I tripped, and stuck on the gallows I suffered a double torture: a branch lashed my chest; someone wet me with cowshit and my ass stank. Beetles came, drawn by the stinking gook like summer flies. They fell on me, shoved, filing their teeth on my bones. The invasion complete, I ached more than a Pygelian plague.”

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“Our king Apollo, O child of mighty Zeus, when you were born your father gave you a gold headband and a lyre of tortoise shell, and more: a chariot drawn by swans. You were to go to Delphi and the Kastalian springs whose waters are the gift of broad Kephissos, and there deliver justice to the Hellenes through the oracles. But when you seized the reins, you made the swans sail north to the distant land of the Hyperboreans, and though the Delphians begged you to return—with paeans of flutes and circles of women dancing about the tripod— Apollo, you remained to rule that people through the long year. Came the season when the tripod rings loud and clear in Delphi, you turned the swans to Parnassos. It was high noon of summer when you glided back from the far northlands; swallows and nightingales were singing; cicadas also sang about you; silver brooks poured down from Kastalia, and the great river Kephissos threw blue-foaming waves into the bright wind, yes, even the waters knew a god was coming home.”

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“If you irritate the wound, Perikles, no man in our city will enjoy the festivities. These men were washed under by the thudding seawaves, and the hearts in our chest are swollen with pain. Yet against this incurable misery, the gods give us the harsh medicine of endurance. Sorrows come and go, friend, and now they strike us and we look with horror on the bleeding sores, yet tomorrow others will mourn the dead. I tell you, hold back your feminine tears and endure.”

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“Let brawling waves beat his ship against the shore, and have the mop-haired Thracians take him naked at Salmydessos, and he will suffer a thousand calamities as he chews the bread of slaves. His body will stiffen in freezing surf as he wrestles with slimy seaweed, and his teeth will rattle like a helpless dog, flopped on his belly in the surge, puking out the brine. Let me watch him grovel in mud—for the wrong he did me: as a traitor he trampled on our good faith, he who was once my comrade.”

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Author:Archilochos
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