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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=391200" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Homage To Sextus Propertius - IV</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=391200" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">DIFFERENCE OF OPINION WITH<br>LYGDAMUS</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=391200" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Tell me the truths which you hear of our constant young lady,<br>Lygdamus,<br>And may the bought yoke of a mistress lie with<br>equitable weight on your shoulders;<br>For I am swelled up with inane pleasurabilities<br>and deceived by your reference<br>To things which you think I would like to believe.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=391200" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">No messenger should come wholly empty,<br>and a slave should fear plausibilities;<br>Much conversation is as good as having a home.<br>Out with it, tell it to me, all of it, from the beginning,<br>I guzzle with outstretched ears.<br>Thus? She wept into uncombed hair,<br>And you saw it.<br>Vast waters flowed from her eyes ?<br>You, you Lygdamus<br>Saw her stretched on her bed,<br>was no glimpse in a mirror;<br>No gawds on her snowy hands, no orfevrerie,<br>Sad garment draped on her slender arms.<br>Her escritoires lay shut by the bed-feet.<br>Sadness hung over the house, and the desolated female attendants<br>Were desolated because she had told them her dreams.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=391200" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">She was veiled in the midst of that place,<br>Damp woolly handkerchiefs were stuffed into her undryable eyes,<br>And a querulous noise responded to our solicitous reprobations.<br>For which things you will get a reward from me, Lygdamus?<br>To say many things is equal to having a home.<br>And the other woman 'has not enticed me<br>by her pretty manners,<br>'She has caught me with herbaceous poison,<br>she twiddles the spiked wheel of a rhombus,<br>'She stews puffed frogs, snake's bones, the moulted<br>'She stews puffed frogs, snake's bones, the moulted<br>feathers of screech owls,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=391200" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'She binds me with ravvles of shrouds.<br>Black spiders spin in her bedl<br>'Let her lovers snore at her in the morning!<br>May the gout cramp up her feet!<br>'Does he like me to sleep here alone,<br>Lygdamus?<br>'Will he say nasty things at my funeral?'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=391200" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And you expect me to believe this<br>after twelve months of discomfort ?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Ezra+Pound">Ezra Pound</a></strong></div>