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The moon shone
around your milky breast;
a beautiful necklace of dazzling pearls
encircled your tender collapse;
a twisted white gold bracelet
adorned your thin wrist;
a shining robe,
similar to peplos of the Achaean virgin,
you wore, more radiant than flame.
You were a goddess,
you were Aphrodite in person,
when the Càriti and the Hours
they cover it with peplos smelling of flowers
of all seasons,
crocus and hyacinth,
purple and pink,
narcissus and lily.