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Why have the gods in derision Severed us, heart of my being? Where have they lured thee to wander, O my lost lover?
While now I sojourn with sorrow, 5 Having remorse for my comrade, What town is blessed with thy beauty, Gladdened and prospered?
Nay, who could love as I loved thee, With whom thy beauty was mingled 10 In those spring days when the swallows Came with the south wind?
Then I became as that shepherd Loved by Selene on Latmus, Once when her own summer magic 15 Took hold upon her
With a sweet madness, and thenceforth Her mortal lover must wander Over the wide world for ever, Like one enchanted. 20