Constantine P. Cavafy
Trojans by Constantine P. Cavafy

Trojans by Constantine P. Cavafy

Our efforts are those of the unfortunate;our efforts are like those of the Trojans.Somewhat we succeed; somewhatwe regain confidence; and we startto have courage and high ...

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Exiles by Constantine P. Cavafy

Exiles by Constantine P. Cavafy

It goes on being Alexandria still. Just walk a bitalong the straight road that ends at the Hippodromeand you'll see palaces and monuments that will amaze you.Whatever war-damage ...

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Voices by Constantine P. Cavafy

Voices by Constantine P. Cavafy

Ideal and beloved voicesof those who are dead, or of thosewho are lost to us like the dead.Sometimes they speak to us in our dreams;sometimes in thought the mind hears them.And ...

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So Much I Gazed by Constantine P. Cavafy

So Much I Gazed by Constantine P. Cavafy

So much I gazed on beauty,that my vision is replete with it.Contours of the body. Red lips. Voluptuous limbs.Hair as if taken from greek statues;always beautiful, even when ...

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Apollonius Of Tyana In Rhodes by Constantine P. Cavafy

Apollonius Of Tyana In Rhodes by Constantine P. Cavafy

Apollonius was talking aboutproper education and conduct with a youngman who was building a luxurioushouse in Rhodes. "As for me" said the Tyanianat last, "when I enter a ...

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The Grave Of The Grammarian Lysias by Constantine P. Cavafy

The Grave Of The Grammarian Lysias by Constantine P. Cavafy

Very close to you, as you enter on the right, in the Beirutlibrary, we buried the sage Lysias,the grammarian. The spot is beautifully right.We placed him near those things of his ...

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Monotony by Constantine P. Cavafy

Monotony by Constantine P. Cavafy

One monotonous day is followedby another monotonous, identical day. The samethings will happen, they will happen again --the same moments find us and leave us.A month passes and ...

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Supplication by Constantine P. Cavafy

Supplication by Constantine P. Cavafy

The sea took a sailor to its depths.--His mother, unsuspecting, goes and lightsa tall candle before the Virgin Maryfor his speedy return and for fine weather --and always she ...

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Very Seldom by Constantine P. Cavafy

Very Seldom by Constantine P. Cavafy

He's an old man. Used up and bent,crippled by time and indulgence,he slowly walks along the narrow street.But when he goes inside his house to hidethe shambles of his old age, his ...

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Those Who Fought For The Achaean League by Constantine P. Cavafy

Those Who Fought For The Achaean League by Constantine P. Cavafy

Valiant are you who fought and fell gloriously;fearless of those who were everywhere victorious.Blameless, even if Diaeos and Critolaos were at fault.When the Greeks want to ...

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Their Beginning by Constantine P. Cavafy

Their Beginning by Constantine P. Cavafy

Their illicit pleasure has been fulfilled. They get up and dress quickly, without a word. They come out of the house separately, furtively; and as they move off down the street a ...

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Manuel Comninos by Constantine P. Cavafy

Manuel Comninos by Constantine P. Cavafy

One dreary September dayEmperor Manuel Komninosfelt his death was near.The court astrologers -bribed, of course- went on babblingabout how many years he still had to live.But ...

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In Church by Constantine P. Cavafy

In Church by Constantine P. Cavafy

I love the church: its labara,its silver vessels, its candleholders,the lights, the ikons, the pulpit.Whenever I go there, into a church of the Greeks,with its aroma of ...

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The Satrapy by Constantine P. Cavafy

The Satrapy by Constantine P. Cavafy

What a misfortune, although you are madefor fine and great worksthis unjust fate of yours alwaysdenies you encouragement and success;that base customs should block you;and ...

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The Town by Constantine P. Cavafy

The Town by Constantine P. Cavafy

You said: “I’ll go to another land, to other seaways wandering,Some other town may yet be found better than this,Where every effort of mine is a writ of guiltiness;And my heart ...

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Priest At The Serapeum by Constantine P. Cavafy

Priest At The Serapeum by Constantine P. Cavafy

My dear old father,who always loved me the same;my dear old father I lamentwho died the day before yesterday, just before dawn.Jesus Christ, it is my daily effortto observe the ...

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Pictured by Constantine P. Cavafy

Pictured by Constantine P. Cavafy

My work, I'm very careful about it, and I love it.But today I'm discouraged by how slowly it's going.The day has affected my mood.It gets darker and darker. Endless wind and ...

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In The Same Space by Constantine P. Cavafy

In The Same Space by Constantine P. Cavafy

Environment, of house, of city centres, city quartersWhich I look upon and where I walk; years and years.I have created you in the midst of joy and in the midst of sorrows;With so ...

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The Windows by Constantine P. Cavafy

The Windows by Constantine P. Cavafy

In these dark chambers here what weary daysI spend, walk up and down as in a mazeTo find the windows.----Only to uncloseOne of these windows will be some relief.---But somehow ...

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Picture Of A 23-Year-Old Youth Painted By His Friend Of The Same Age, An Amature by Constantine P. Cavafy

Picture Of A 23-Year-Old Youth Painted By His Friend Of The Same Age, An Amature by Constantine P. Cavafy

He finished the painting yesterday noon. Nowhe studies it in detail. He has painted him in agray unbuttoned coat, a deep gray; withoutany vest or any tie. With a rose-colored ...

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The First Step by Constantine P. Cavafy

The First Step by Constantine P. Cavafy

The young poet Evmeniscomplained one day to Theocritus:"I've been writing for two years nowand I've composed only one idyll.It's my single completed work.I see, sadly, that the ...

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The Ides Of March by Constantine P. Cavafy

The Ides Of March by Constantine P. Cavafy

Fear grandeurs, O soul.And if you cannot overcomeyour ambitions, pursue them with hesitationand caution. And the more you advance,the more inquisitive, careful you must be.And ...

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In 200 B.C. by Constantine P. Cavafy

In 200 B.C. by Constantine P. Cavafy

"Alexander son of Philip, and the Greeks except the Lacedaemonians--"We can very well imaginethat they were utterly indifferent in Spartato this inscription. "Except the ...

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Poseidonians by Constantine P. Cavafy

Poseidonians by Constantine P. Cavafy

The Poseidonians forgot the Greek languageafter so many centuries of minglingwith Tyrrhenians, Latins, and other foreigners.The only thing surviving from their ancestorswas a ...

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When They Are Roused by Constantine P. Cavafy

When They Are Roused by Constantine P. Cavafy

Try to guard them, poetHowever few they are that can be held.The visions of your eroticism.Set them, half hidden, in your phrases.Try to hold them, poet,when they are roused in ...

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Philhellene by Constantine P. Cavafy

Philhellene by Constantine P. Cavafy

Make sure the engraving is done skillfully.The expression serious, majestic.The diadem preferably somewhat narrow:I don't like that broad kind the Parthians wear.The inscription, ...

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Since Nine O’Clock by Constantine P. Cavafy

Since Nine O’Clock by Constantine P. Cavafy

Half past twelve. Time has gone by quickly since nine o'clock when I lit the lamp and sat down here. I've been sitting without reading, without speaking. Completely alone in the ...

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A Byzantine Nobleman In Exile Composing Verses by Constantine P. Cavafy

A Byzantine Nobleman In Exile Composing Verses by Constantine P. Cavafy

The frivolous can call me frivolous.I've always been most punctilious aboutimportant things. And I insistthat no one knows better than I dothe Holy Fathers, or the Scriptures, or ...

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Tomb Of Iases by Constantine P. Cavafy

Tomb Of Iases by Constantine P. Cavafy

Iases here I lie. To whom this proudCity for youth and beauty gave much fame.The learned wise admired me, and the crowdOf simpletons. From both I had the sameJoy. But the Hermes ...

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Come, O King Of The Lacedaimonians by Constantine P. Cavafy

Come, O King Of The Lacedaimonians by Constantine P. Cavafy

Kratisiklia didn't deign to allowthe people to see her weeping and grieving:she walked in dignity and in silence.Her calm face betrayed nothingof her sorrow and her agony.But even ...

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Of Coloured Glass by Constantine P. Cavafy

Of Coloured Glass by Constantine P. Cavafy

I am very moved by one detailin the coronation at Vlachernai of John Kantakuzinosand Irini, daughter of Andronikos Asan.Because they had only a few precious stones(our afflicted ...

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Days Of 1901 by Constantine P. Cavafy

Days Of 1901 by Constantine P. Cavafy

The exceptional thing about him wasthat in spite of all his loose living,his vast sexual experience,and the fact that usuallyhis attitude matched his age,in spite of this there ...

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Melancholy Of Jason Kleander, Poet In Kommagini, A.D. 595 by Constantine P. Cavafy

Melancholy Of Jason Kleander, Poet In Kommagini, A.D. 595 by Constantine P. Cavafy

The aging of my body and my beautyis a wound from a merciless knife.I’m not resigned to it at all.I turn to you, Art of Poetry,because you have a kind of knowledge about ...

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Theodotus by Constantine P. Cavafy

Theodotus by Constantine P. Cavafy

If you are truly one of the select few,watch how you acquire your power.However much you are glorified, however muchthe cities in Italy and in Thessalyacclaim your ...

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Before Time Altered Them by Constantine P. Cavafy

Before Time Altered Them by Constantine P. Cavafy

They were full of sadness at their parting.That wasn't what they themselves wanted: it was circumstances.The need to earn a living forced one of themto go far away—New York or ...

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Of The Shop by Constantine P. Cavafy

Of The Shop by Constantine P. Cavafy

He wrapped them carefully, neatly in costly green silk. Roses of ruby, lilies of pearl, violets of amethyst. As he himself judged, as he wanted them, they look beautiful to him; ...

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A Prince From Western Libya by Constantine P. Cavafy

A Prince From Western Libya by Constantine P. Cavafy

Aristomenis, son of Menelaos,the Prince from Western Libya,was generally liked in Alexandriaduring the ten days he spent there.As his name, his dress, modest, was also Greek.He ...

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The Battle Of Magnesia by Constantine P. Cavafy

The Battle Of Magnesia by Constantine P. Cavafy

He's lost his old fire, his courage.Now his tired, almost decrepit bodywill be his first concern. And the rest of his life he'll spendwithout worrying. So Philip says, ...

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A Young Poet In His 24th Year by Constantine P. Cavafy

A Young Poet In His 24th Year by Constantine P. Cavafy

Brain, work now as well as you can.A one-sided passion is destroying him.He's in a maddening situation.Every day he kisses the face he worships,his hands are on those exquisite ...

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Days Of 1896	 by Constantine P. Cavafy

Days Of 1896 by Constantine P. Cavafy

He became completely degraded. His erotic tendency,condemned and strictly forbidden(but innate for all that) , was the cause of it:society was totally prudish.He gradually lost ...

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Aemilianus Monae, Alexandrian, 628 – 655 A.D. by Constantine P. Cavafy

Aemilianus Monae, Alexandrian, 628 – 655 A.D. by Constantine P. Cavafy

With words, with countenance, and with mannersI shall build an excellent panoply;and in this way I shall face evil menwithout having any fear or weakness.They will want to harm ...

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The Bandaged Shoulder by Constantine P. Cavafy

The Bandaged Shoulder by Constantine P. Cavafy

He said that he had hurt himself on a wall or that he had fallen.But there was probably another reasonfor the wounded and bandaged shoulder.With a somewhat abrupt movement,to ...

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In A Township Of Asia Minor by Constantine P. Cavafy

In A Township Of Asia Minor by Constantine P. Cavafy

The news about the outcome of the sea-battle at Actiumwas of course unexpected.But there's no need for us to draft a new proclamation.The name's the only thing that has to be ...

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They Should Have Provided by Constantine P. Cavafy

They Should Have Provided by Constantine P. Cavafy

I have almost been reduced to a homeless pauper.This fatal city, Antioch,has consumed all my money;this fatal city with its expensive life.But I am young and in excellent ...

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Julian Seeing Contempt by Constantine P. Cavafy

Julian Seeing Contempt by Constantine P. Cavafy

"Observing, then, that there is great contempt for the godsamong us"—he says in his solemn way.Contempt. But what did he expect?Let him organize religion as much as he liked,write ...

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On The March To Sinopi by Constantine P. Cavafy

On The March To Sinopi by Constantine P. Cavafy

Mithridatis, glorious and powerful,ruler of great cities,master of strong armies and fleets,on the march to Sinopi took a routethrough a remote part of the countrywhere a ...

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At The Cafe Door by Constantine P. Cavafy

At The Cafe Door by Constantine P. Cavafy

Something they said beside memade me look toward the cafe door,and I saw that lovely body which seemedas though Eros in his mastery had fashioned it,joyfully shaping its ...

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If Actually Dead by Constantine P. Cavafy

If Actually Dead by Constantine P. Cavafy

"Where did the Sage withdraw to, where did he disappear?After his many miracles,the renown of his teachingwhich spread to so many countries,he suddenly hid himself and nobody knew ...

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Greek From Ancient Times by Constantine P. Cavafy

Greek From Ancient Times by Constantine P. Cavafy

Antioch is proud of its splendid buildings,its beautiful streets, the lovely countryside around it,its teeming population;proud too of its glorious kings, its artistsand sages, ...

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In An Old Book by Constantine P. Cavafy

In An Old Book by Constantine P. Cavafy

Forgotten between the leaves of an old book—almost a hundred years old—I found an unsigned watercolor.It must have been the work of a powerful artist.Its title: "Representation of ...

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