part II - MONOGRAMMA-ODYSSEAS ELYTIS

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V I have spoken of you in old times With wet nurses and veteran rebels From where your beastly sorrow comes The brilliance of trembling water on your face And why it must be that I come near you I who dont want love but want the wind But want the gallop of the uncovered, upright sea And none had heard of you Neither dittany nor wild mushroom Of Cretan highlands, none Only God grants and guides your hand to me Here and there, carefully around the whole turn Of the faces seashore, the bay, the ...