Before the Statue of Endymion

I have come from Miletos to Latmos on a white chariot drawn by four snow-white mules, all their trappings silver. I sailed from Alexandria in a purple trireme to perform sacred rites— sacrifices and libations—in honor of Endymion. And here is the statue. I now gaze in ecstasy at Endymion’s famous beauty. My slaves empty baskets of jasmine and auspicious tributes revive the pleasure of ancient days.
Reprinted from C.P. CAVAFY: Collected Poems Revised Edition, translated by Edmund Keeley and Philip Sherrard, edited by George Savidis. Translation copyright © 1975, 1992 by Edmund Keeley and Philip Sherrard. Princeton University Press. For reuse of these translations, please contact Princeton University Press.
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