IV THE NAKED FEET
Mitchell S. (Mitchell Starrett) Buck translation
I HAVE black hair all the length of my back and a small round cap. My shirt is of white wool. My legs are fast browned by the sun.
If I lived in the city, I would wear jewels of gold and garments broidered with gold and shoes of silver.... I regard my naked feet in their slippers of dust.
Psophis! come here, little beggar! carry me to the spring, bathe my feet in thy hands and press olives and violets to perfume them like the flowers.
Today thou shalt be my slave, thou shalt follow me and serve me and, at the end of the day, I will give thee, for thy mother, lentils from my garden.