User:Anthologetes
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I'm mostly on the English Wikipedia. There I attend to classical and Christian subjects (though I do a fair bit of miscellaneous gnome work). Here I will likely poke around at the Yellow Books until they're up-to-snuff, as I am an aesthete at heart. I think I will also soon bring over and proof Paton's English text of the Greek Anthology (though sorting out how to properly link it to its Greek counterparts, which are split into Planudes and the Palatine, may be difficult).
Some favorite lines from what I've worked on:
- From Watson's "Vespertilia":
- Hard by the ancient barrow smooth and green,
- Whose rounded burg swells dark upon the sky
- Lording it high o'er dusky dell and dene,
- We wandered—she and I.
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- "Long since," she sighed, "I sought this island grey.
- Here where the wind moans and the sun is dim,
- When his beaked galleys cleft the ocean spray,
- For love I followed him."
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- Ah, hadst thou loved me but a little while,
- I might have lived again.
- Ah, hadst thou loved me but a little while,
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- Ever the thought of her abides with me
- Unceasing as the murmur of the sea
- From Watkin's "Under Grey Skies" (which, on the whole, is quite bad—but certain lines, pulled from the full stanzas, are pleasant):
- Dimly I saw the fair pale face
- Uplifted, like a slender flower
- In some forgotten garden-place [...]
- Dimly I saw the fair pale face
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- And all my heart went out to thine,
- And the lips trembled, as to show
- The fire of love that might not shine;
- For, through the glamour and the glow,
- I felt the clear eyes turned on mine,
- That knew not love, and could not know.
- And all my heart went out to thine,
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- Under grey skies I stand again, [...]