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1 | 1 | Aphrodite, immortal goddess of joyous laughter, | Aphrodite, immortal goddess of joyous laughter, |
2 | 2 | who takes pleasure in the mournful songs of the woodpigeon, | |
3 | 3 | the hearts of men sing for you like lyres, | |
4 | 4 | while your arms make even the whiteness of the apple-tree grow pale. | |
5 | 5 | ||
6 | 6 | Hail | Hail!, August dispenser of life, |
7 | 7 | beneath whose yoke the wild beasts submit, | |
8 | 8 | who makes lip fly to lip in ecstasy. | |
9 | 9 | Hail! | Hail! Pale Cypris, queen of sensual delights! |
10 | 10 | ||
11 | 11 | It is through you that, in the evening, under the propitious myrtle, | It is through you that, in the evening, under the propitious myrtle, |
12 | 12 | blissful bands fall gently into the embrace of each other’s arms, | |
13 | 13 | and that beside streams and at the cliff’s edge, | |
14 | 14 | young lovers sob in the night. | |
15 | 15 | ||
16 | 16 | It is through you that, burning with rapture, quivering, | It is through you that, burning with rapture, quivering, |
17 | 17 | the wild rose covers itself in the perfumed blood of its dye, | |
18 | 18 | and that the virgin, blushing with happiness, | |
19 | 19 | brings her crown and her heart to the arms of her beloved. | |
20 | 20 | ||
21 | 21 | It is you who, in imparting rhythm to the stars in the heavens, | It is you who, in imparting rhythm to the stars in the heavens, |
22 | 22 | causes the heart of the universe to flutter with love, | |
23 | 23 | so that the harmony in which you reveal yourself | |
24 | 24 | may show men of pure heart how to compose verses. | |
25 | 25 | ||
26 | 26 | I beseech you, mighty and venerable goddess, | I beseech you, mighty and venerable goddess, |
27 | 27 | may it be that, as you glorify the burgeoning rosebush, | |
28 | 28 | under the flowering lilac tree and in the maple groves, | |
29 | 29 | you smother the dreams of Adonis with kisses; | |
30 | 30 | ||
31 | 31 | May it be that harsh Ares | May it be that harsh Ares chain you to his victory, |
32 | 32 | or that, subduing the waves, O mother of loves, | |
33 | 33 | the Cyclades in bloom may hear your story: | |
34 | 34 | My incense will always rise up to your feet. | My incense will always rise up to your feet. |
35 | 35 | ||
36 | 36 | Protect me from boredom, from the squalor of old age, | Protect me from boredom, from the squalor of old age, |
37 | 37 | protect me, if ever hope touched your heart, | |
38 | 38 | O queen who supports and governs the world, | O queen who supports and governs the world, |
39 | 39 | before all else, protect me from loathsome ugliness! | |
40 | 40 | ||
41 | 41 | Ensure that I fall while I still have my strength and my youth, | |
42 | 42 | that my dying gasp has a powerful resonance, | |
43 | 43 | and, so that one day my soul may be born again bathed in glorious sunlight, | |
44 | 44 | that, like Ovid and Sappho, I may die of love. |
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