And one of her poems...
Come back to me, Gongyla, here tonight,
You, my rose, with your Lydian lyre.
There hovers forever around you delight:
A beauty desired.
Even your garment plunders my eyes.
I am enchanted:
I who once
Complained to the Cyprus-born goddess,
Never to let this lose me grace
But rather bring you back to me:
Amongst all mortal women the one I most wish to see.
--Translated by Paul Roche
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