Fragments 34, 77, 76, 61, 71, 48, 86, 83, 47, 129, and 32 combined. br br This is my song of maidens dear to me. br Eranna, a slight girl I counted thee, br When first I looked upon thy form and face, br Slim as a reed, and all devoid of grace. br But stately stature, grace and beauty came br Unto thee with the years — O, dost not shame br For this, Eranna, that thy pride hath grown br Therewith? Alas for thee ! I have not known br One beauty ever of more scornful mien, br As though thou wert of all earth's daughters queen! br Mnasidica is comelier, perchance, br Than my Gyrinna — ah, but sweetly rings br Gyrinna's matchless voice ! In rapture-trance br I listen, listen, while Gyrinna sings. br Hero of Gyara is fleet of foot br As fawns, and as light-footed in the dance, br The dance taught by the measures of my lute. br Ever-impassioned Gorgo! — is it strange br That I grow weary of the change on change br Of thine adored ones? — of thy rhapsodies br O'er each new girlfriend, while the old love dies? br Joy to thee, daughter of a princely race, br For thy last dear one! Lie in her embrace — br Till shines a new star on thy raptured eyes! br Fonder of maids thou art, I trow, than she. br The ghost who nightly steal young girls, to be br In Hades of her woeful company. br This is my fair girl-garden: sweet they grow — br Rose, violet, asphodel and lily's snow; br And which the sweetest is, I do not know; br For rosy arms and starry eyes are there. br Honey-sweet voices and cheeks passing fair. br And these shall men, I ween, remember long; br For these shall bloom for ever in my song.