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A Parting of Ways

I'm not sure who wrote this poem, but a friend of mine posted it in a mailing list for women who are interested in Roman culture. It's pretty neat.

Here, Cyprian, is my jeweled looking glass,
My final gift to bind my final vow:
I cannot see myself as I once was,
I will not see myself as I am now.

Utterly awesome.

I also recommend Burton Raffel's translations of Horace:

Night, and a cloudless sky, and the moon
Bright among the smaller stars,
And you, your arms tighter around me
Than ivy wound on an oak, you
About to offend the holy gods of heaven, you
Swore to be faithful,
Swore our love would be shared
As long as wolves stalked cattle,
As long as Orion whipped up the wintry seas
And sailors hated his light,
As long as winds flared
In Apollo's long hair.
O Naera...

--Skarl the Drummer

From "The Greek Anthology"

It's an epigram by Plato. There are a few versions, but here's one I found on this site:

I Laïs who laughed exultant over Greece, I who held that swarm of
young lovers in my porches, give my mirror to the Paphian; since such
as I am I will not see myself, and such as I was I cannot.

It kind of reminds me of Sappho--it sounds like something she would have written. Or Catullus, imitating Sappho (which he did on occassion).