battus's

Updated: August 8, 2026

'Would that I were on the high hills, and lay where lie the stags, and no more was troubled with the thought of thee. Here, again, is a love-complaint from modern Epirus, exactly in the tone of Battus's song in the tenth idyl 'White thou art not, thou art not golden haired, Thou art brown, and gracious, and meet for love. Here is a longer love-ditty

of Phlossa near Smyrna Bion - Theocritus Bion and Moschus Rendered into English Prose