Stand and face me, my love,and scatter the grace in your eyes.
The moon has set, and the Pleiades; it is midnight, and time passes, and I sleep alone.
Death is an evil; the gods have so judged; had it been good, they would die.
I know not what to do, my mind is divided
The moon is setand the Pleiades; Middle ofthe night, time passes by,I lie alone.
Whatever one loves most is beautiful.