Philodemus 6 (AP v. 115)
I loved Demo of Paphos. Fair enough.
Then, Demo the Samian. Still, normal stuff.
The third was from Nysa. It wasn’t funny, this.
Then the fourth Demo came from Argolis.
I guess the Fates were feeling polysemous
to name this Demo-lover Philodemus.
Antiphilus of Byzantium 9 (AP ix.546)
Just let me sleep in the stern on a strawy bed
while raindrops drum the awning overhead
and fire licks up through the hearthstones where
the kettle pops and crackles noise and air,
and let me watch the deckhand slice the meat,
then sit at a plank above the bridge and eat.
All this just happened: sea wind soughing, give
and take—the common folk know how to live.
