Quote#Children
Even as when the maid of Pandarus
Quote byJohn William Mackail · 1859–1945
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: The Odyssey (1910), Book XIX, line 518.
English (original)
Even as when the maid of Pandarus The greenwood nightingale melodious, Amid the thickening leafage sits and sings When the young spring is waving over us:And she with many a note and hurrying trill Pours forth her liquid voice, lamenting still Her own son Itylus, King Zethus' child, Whom long ago her folly made her kill.
— John William Mackail
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