'NEATH THIS TALL PINE

by: Plato

      'EATH this tall pine,
      That to the zephyr sways and murmurs low,
      Mayst thou recline,
      While near thee cooling waters flow.
      This flute of mine
      Shall pipe the softest song it knows to sing,
      And to thy charmèd eyelids sleep will bring.

This English translation, by Lilla Cabot Perry, of "'Neath this Tall Pine" is reprinted from Greek Poets in English Verse. Ed. William Hyde Appleton. Cambridge: The Riverside Press, 1893.

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