Πλέξω λευκόιον, πλέξω δ᾽ ἁπαλὴν ἅμα μύρτοις
νάρκισσον, πλέξω καὶ τὰ γελῶντα κρίνα,
πλέξω καὶ κρόκον ἡδὺν ἐπιπλέξω δ᾽ ὑάκινθον
πορφυρέην, πλέξω καὶ φιλέραστα ῥόδα,
ὡς ἂν ἐπὶ κροτάφοις μυροβοστρύχου Ἡλιοδώρας
εὐπλόκαμον χαίτην ἀνθοβολῇ στέφανος.
νάρκισσον, πλέξω καὶ τὰ γελῶντα κρίνα,
πλέξω καὶ κρόκον ἡδὺν ἐπιπλέξω δ᾽ ὑάκινθον
πορφυρέην, πλέξω καὶ φιλέραστα ῥόδα,
ὡς ἂν ἐπὶ κροτάφοις μυροβοστρύχου Ἡλιοδώρας
εὐπλόκαμον χαίτην ἀνθοβολῇ στέφανος.
I weave white, I weave the pure myrtles
narcissus, I weave the laughing lilies,
I weave the saffron, I weave the hyacinth
purple, I weave the roses of love,
as if on the temples of the myrrh-bearing Heliodora
a graceful mane with a blooming crown.
From Anthologia Graeca
narcissus, I weave the laughing lilies,
I weave the saffron, I weave the hyacinth
purple, I weave the roses of love,
as if on the temples of the myrrh-bearing Heliodora
a graceful mane with a blooming crown.
From Anthologia Graeca
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