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DISPUTE<br />
Ah! by Aphrodite, there you are! <strong>of</strong>fal! filth! stink! trash! slut! clumsy! good-fornothing!<br />
dirty sow! Don't try to flee me, but come here; come closer!<br />
Let me see this sailor's wench who does not even know how to fold her robe over<br />
her shoulder, and who paints so badly that her eyebrow's black runs down her<br />
cheeks in streams <strong>of</strong> ink!<br />
You are Phoenician; go lie with your own race. While as for me, my father was<br />
Hellenic; I've rights o'er all who wear the petasos. 160 And all the others, if it<br />
pleases me.<br />
Don't stop again in my street, or I'll send you to Hades to make love to Charon,<br />
and I'll say, quite justly, too: "May the earth rest lightly on you!", so that the dogs<br />
can dig you up again.<br />
MELANCHOLY<br />
I shiver, the night is chill and the woods are wet. Why have you brought me here?<br />
isn't my big bed s<strong>of</strong>ter than all this pebble-studded moss?<br />
My flowery robe will get all grass-stained and my hair all tangled up with little<br />
twigs; my elbow, look at my elbow, how dirty it is already with wet earth.<br />
One time, however, I used to follow him into the wood. . . Ah! leave me awhile. I<br />
am sad this evening. Don't speak, just leave me, hands upon my eyes.<br />
Really, can't you wait! are we brute beasts for you to take us so I Leave me alone.<br />
You shall not open my lips nor yet my knees. For fear <strong>of</strong> crying, my very eyes are<br />
closed.<br />
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