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Archaic Torso of Apollo (Translation)
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Never shall we know of his fabled head
in which his eyes like apples ripened. Though
his torso still radiates: like an ancient lantern glow.
In which his gaze, though now turned low
holds firm and gleams; Otherwise the bow
of the breast could not blind you, nor in the delicate turn
of the the loins run a smile so low
to that center, there where procreation had endured
Otherwise this brilliant stone would stand stumped and defaced
With lucidity from the shoulders downturn
And not gleaming as a predatory animals brilliant fur
nor would it burst through all of its confines
like a rising brilliant star untill there is no body
that does not see. You must change your life.
