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Where are the bay leaves Thestylis and the charms	A
Fetch all with fiery wool the caldron crown	B
Let glamour win me back my false lord's heart	C
Twelve days the wretch hath not come nigh to me	D
Nor made enquiry if I die or live	E
Nor clamoured oh unkindness at my door	F
Sure his swift fancy wanders otherwhere	F
The slave of Aphrodite and of Love	G
I'll off to Timagetus' wrestling school	H
At dawn that I may see him and denounce	I
His doings but I'll charm him now with charms	A
So shine out fair O moon To thee I sing	J
My soft low song to thee and Hecate	C
The dweller in the shades at whose approach	K
E'en the dogs quake as on she moves through blood	C
And darkness and the barrows of the slain	L
All hail dread Hecate companion me	D
Unto the end and work me witcheries	A
Potent as Circe or Medea wrought	C
Or Perimede of the golden hair	F
Turn magic wheel draw homeward him I love	G
First we ignite the grain Nay pile it on	M
Where are thy wits flown timorous Thestylis	A
Shall I be flouted I by such as thou	N
Pile and still say 'This pile is of his bones '	O
Turn magic wheel draw homeward him I love	G
Delphis racks me I burn him in these bays	A
As flame enkindled they lift up their voice	A
Blaze once and not a trace is left behind	C
So waste his flesh to powder in yon fire	F
Turn magic wheel draw homeward him I love	G
E'en as I melt not uninspired the wax	A
May Mindian Delphis melt this hour with love	G
And swiftly as this brazen wheel whirls round	C
May Aphrodite whirl him to my door	F
Turn magic wheel draw homeward him I love	G
Next burn the husks Hell's adamantine floor	F
And aught that else stands firm can Artemis move	P
Thestylis the hounds bay up and down the town	B
The goddess stands i' the crossroads sound the gongs	A
Turn magic wheel draw homeward him I love	G
Hushed are the voices of the winds and seas	A
But O not hushed the voice of my despair	F
He burns my being up who left me here	F
No wife no maiden in my misery	D
Turn magic wheel draw homeward him I love	G
Thrice I pour out speak thrice sweet mistress thus	A
'What face soe'er hangs o'er him be forgot	C
Clean as in Dia Theseus legends say	A
Forgat his Ariadne's locks of love '	O
Turn magic wheel draw homeward him I love	G
The coltsfoot grows in Arcady the weed	C
That drives the mountain colts and swift mares wild	C
Like them may Delphis rave so maniac wise	A
Race from his burnished brethren home to me	D
Turn magic wheel draw homeward him I love	G
He lost this tassel from his robe which I	Q
Shred thus and cast it on the raging flames	A
Ah baleful Love why like the marsh born leech	R
Cling to my flesh and drain my dark veins dry	Q
Turn magic wheel draw homeward him I love	G
From a crushed eft tomorrow he shall drink	S
Death But now Thestylis take these herbs and smear	F
That threshold o'er whereto at heart I cling	J
Still still albeit he thinks scorn of me	D
And spit and say ''Tis Delphis' bones I smear '	O
Turn magic wheel draw homeward him I love	G
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Now all alone I'll weep a love whence sprung	T
When born Who wrought my sorrow Anaxo came	U
Her basket in her hand to Artemis' grove	V
Bound for the festival troops of forest beasts	A
Stood round and in the midst a lioness	A
Bethink thee mistress Moon whence came my love	G
Theucharidas' slave my Thracian nurse now dead	C
Then my near neighbour prayed me and implored	C
To see the pageant I the poor doomed thing	J
Went with her trailing a fine silken train	L
And gathering round me Clearista's robe	W
Bethink thee mistress Moon whence came my love	G
Now the mid highway reached by Lycon's farm	X
Delphis and Eudamippus passed me by	Q
With beards as lustrous as the woodbine's gold	C
And breasts more sheeny than thyself O Moon	Y
Fresh from the wrestler's glorious toil they came	U
Bethink thee mistress Moon whence came my love	G
I saw I raved smit weakling to my heart	C
My beauty withered and I cared no more	F
For all that pomp and how I gained my home	Z
I know not some strange fever wasted me	D
Ten nights and days I lay upon my bed	C
Bethink thee mistress Moon whence came my love	G
And wan became my flesh as 't had been dyed	C
And all my hair streamed off and there was left	C
But bones and skin Whose threshold crossed I not	C
Or missed what grandam's hut who dealt in charms	A
For no light thing was this and time sped on	M
Bethink thee mistress Moon whence came my love	G
At last I spake the truth to that my maid	C
'Seek an thou canst some cure for my sore pain	L
Alas I am all the Mindian's But begone	L
And watch by Timagetus' wrestling school	H
There doth he haunt there soothly take his rest	C
Bethink thee mistress Moon whence came my love	G
'Find him alone nod softly say 'she waits'	A
And bring him ' So I spake she went her way	A
And brought the lustrous limbed one to my roof	A2
And I the instant I beheld him step	B2
Lightfooted o'er the threshold of my door	F
Bethink thee mistress Moon whence came my love	G
Became all cold like snow and from my brow	N
Brake the damp dewdrops utterance I had none	L
Not e'en such utterance as a babe may make	C2
That babbles to its mother in its dreams	A
But all my fair frame stiffened into wax	A
Bethink thee mistress Moon whence came my love	G
He bent his pitiless eyes on me looked down	L
And sate him on my couch and sitting said	C
'Thou hast gained on me Simaetha e'en as I	Q
Gained once on young Philinus in the race	A
Bidding me hither ere I came unasked	C
Bethink thee mistress Moon whence came my love	G
'For I had come by Eros I had come	D2
This night with comrades twain or may be more	F
The fruitage of the Wine god in my robe	W
And wound about my brow with ribands red	C
The silver leaves so dear to Heracles	A
Bethink thee mistress Moon whence came my love	G
'Had ye said 'Enter ' well for 'mid my peers	A
High is my name for goodliness and speed	C
I had kissed that sweet mouth once and gone my way	A
But had the door been barred and I thrust out	C
With brand and axe would we have stormed ye then	L
Bethink thee mistress Moon whence came my love	G
'Now be my thanks recorded first to Love	G
Next to thee maiden who didst pluck me out	C
A half burned helpless creature from the flames	A
And badst me hither It is Love that lights	A
A fire more fierce than his of Lipara	F
Bethink thee mistress Moon whence came my love	G
'Scares mischief mad the maiden from her bower	F
The bride from her warm couch ' He spake and I	Q
A willing listener sat my hand in his	A
Among the cushions and his cheek touched mine	L
Each hotter than its wont and we discoursed	C
In soft low language Need I prate to thee	D
Sweet Moon of all we said and all we did	C
Till yesterday he found no fault with me	D
Nor I with him But lo to day there came	U
Philista's mother hers who flutes to me	D
With her Melampo's just when up the sky	Q
Gallop the mares that chariot rose limbed Dawn	L
And divers tales she brought me with the rest	C
How Delphis loved she knew not rightly whom	E2
But this she knew that of the rich wine aye	Q
He poured 'to Love ' and at the last had fled	C
To line she deemed the fair one's hall with flowers	A
Such was my visitor's tale and it was true	F
For thrice nay four times daily he would stroll	F2
Hither leave here full oft his Dorian flask	G2
Now 'tis a fortnight since I saw his face	A
Doth he then treasure something sweet elsewhere	F
Am I forgot I'll charm him now with charms	A
But let him try me more and by the Fates	A
He'll soon be knocking at the gates of hell	H2
Spells of such power are in this chest of mine	L
Learned lady from mine host in Palestine	L
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Lady farewell turn ocean ward thy steeds	A
As I have purposed so shall I fulfil	H2
Farewell thou bright faced Moon Ye stars farewell	H2
That wait upon the car of noiseless Night	C

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