"Virginity, virginity, when you leave me, where do you go? I am gone and never come back to you. I never return."

"Now Love masters my limbs and shakes me, fatal creature, bitter-sweet."

"Do thou, O Dica, set garlands upon thy lovely hair, weaving sprigs of dill with thy delicate hands; for those who wea…"

"Truly, I wish I were dead. She was weeping when she left me, and said many things to me, and said this: "How much we …"

"Sweet mother, I truly cannot weave my web; for I am o’erwhelmed through Aphrodite with love of a slender youth."

"Like the sweet apple reddening on the topmost branch, the topmost apple on the tip of the branch, and the pickers for…"

"Immortal Aphrodite of the shimmering throne, daughter of Zeus, weaver of wiles, I pray thee crush not my spirit with …"

"Come hither from Crete to this holy temple, where is your graceful grove of apple-trees, and altars smoking with fran…"

"Some say cavalry and others claim infantry or a fleet of long oars is the supreme sight on the black earth. I say it …"

"As the hyacinth which the shepherd tramples on the hill Lies upon the ground and lying bloometh purple still."