"Sit down by this high-foliaged voiceful pine that rustles her branches beneath the western breezes, and beside my chattering waters Pan's pipe shall bring drowsiness down on your enchanted eyelids."
Come my love
Sit down next to me under these pine trees near the sea
Let's enjoy the view, eat a little, drink a litte
Write poems together
Kiss a little
Let's get
enchanted
enchanted
by
our
love
our
love
-
what
else
what
else
P.S. This epigram of ancient Greece - more than 2,300 years old - is of doubtful authenticity. Some claim it's from Plato [source].
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