To Archilochus Poem by Theocritus
To Archilochus
Pause, and scan well Archilochus, the bard of elder days.
By east and west
Alike's confest
The mighty lyrist's praise.
Delian Apollo loved him well, and well the sister-choir:
His songs were fraught
With subtle thought,
And matchless was his lyre.
translated by C. S. Calverley
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4/26/2024 6:28:56 AM # 1.0.0.1119
His songs were fraught. Thanks for sharing.