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Weave garlands, maiden, from the strands
Of dill, and with soft gentle hands
Set the delicious leafage round your head.
The Goddess and the happy Graces
Love to look on flower-crown’d faces,
But turn aside from the ungarlanded.

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The stars hide away their shining form around the lovely moon when in all her fullness she shines (over all) the earth.

Death must be an evil — and the gods agree;
for why else would they live for ever?

Hesperus, you herd
homeward whatever
Dawn’s light dispersed
you herd sheep—herd
goats—herd children
home to their mothers.

A handsome man guards his image a while;
a good man will one day take on beauty.

Evening, thou that bringest all that bright morning scattered; thou bringest the sheep, the goat, the child back to her mother.

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