{"collection":"Classics","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/cla/sob/sob060.htm","path":"cla/sob/sob060.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/cla/sob/sob060.htm","text":"Mnasidika then took me by the hand, and led me through the portals of the town to a little barren field where a marble shaft was standing. She said to me: \"This was my mother's mistress.\"\nI felt a sudden tremor, and, clinging to her hand, leaned on her shoulder, to read the four verses between the serpent and the broken bowl:\n\"Death did not carry me away, but the Nymphs of the river. I rest here beneath the light earth with the shorn ringlets of my Xantho. Let her alone weep for me. I shall not say my name.\"\nWe stood there long and did not pour libation. How can one call upon an unknown soul from out the rushing hordes of souls in Hades?","title":"The Songs of Bilitis: II. Elegies At Mytilene: The Namele...","type":"page"}