{"collection":"Classics","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/cla/sob/sob058.htm","path":"cla/sob/sob058.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/cla/sob/sob058.htm","text":"I left the bed as she had left it, unmade and rumpled, coverlets awry, so that her body's print might rest still warm beside my own.\nUntil the next day I did not go to bathe, I wore no clothes and did not dress my hair, for fear I might erase some sweet caress.\nThat morning I did not eat, nor yet at dusk, and put no rouge nor powder on my lips, so that her kiss might cling a little longer.\nI left the shutters closed, and did not open the door, for fear the memory of the might before might vanish with the wind.","title":"The Songs of Bilitis: II. Elegies At Mytilene: The Living...","type":"page"}