I know not what to do, my mind is divided
The Moon and Pleiades have set, / Midnight is nigh, / The time is passing, passing, yet / Alone I lie.
I will let my body flow like water over the gentle cushions.
Experience shows us Wealth unchaperoned by Virtue is never an innocuous neighbor.
How love the limb-loosener sweeps me away
I took my lyre and said: come now, my heavenly tortoise shell: become a speaking instrument.