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A parching fever

"And O the pity of it! in a moment I looked and was lost, lost and smit i’ the heart; the colour went from my cheek; of that brave pageant I bethought me no more.

How I got me home I know not; but this I know, a parching fever laid me waste and I was ten days and ten nights abed."

(from IDYLLS 1 - 4 by THEOCRITUS)

 

THEOCRITUS was a Greek bucolic poet who flourished in Syracuse, Cos and Alexandria in the C3rd BC. His surviving work can mostly be found within an old compendium of 30 poems known as the "Idylls of Theocritus.

 

This image is a close-up of a classical greek sculpture of the Hellenistic period which is in Le Louvre museum in Paris.

I have been using colours in order to emphase the naturalism and movement and to provide a fallacy of equivocation.

 

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