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StoryCompromise akoumi012 years 11 months ago
StoryCome girl akoumi012 years 11 months ago
StoryBreeze akoumi012 years 11 months ago
StoryBelief akoumi012 years 11 months ago
StoryAt yonder village akoumi012 years 11 months ago
StoryAn old man died yesterday akoumi012 years 11 months ago
StoryAn ode to Aphrodite - from 'The Cypriot' - a novel akoumi012 years 11 months ago
CollectionThe Cypriot akoumi012 years 11 months ago
StoryWeird man akoumi013 years 3 weeks ago
StoryMy grandfather akoumi013 years 3 weeks ago
StoryThe money akoumi013 years 3 weeks ago
StorySaint Marina akoumi013 years 3 weeks ago
StoryThe poor old pair of breeches akoumi013 years 3 weeks ago
StoryMy sweet and slender basil akoumi013 years 3 weeks ago
StoryLittle worm akoumi013 years 3 weeks ago
StoryThe clever donkey akoumi013 years 3 weeks ago
StoryThe Mother - from 'The Cypriot' - a novel akoumi013 years 3 weeks ago
StoryI was a bird upon a wing akoumi013 years 3 weeks ago
StoryFiller akoumi013 years 4 weeks ago

My stories

Come girl

Come girl, and let us look at your black eyes full of wonder, That throw those fiery flames out as if they were alight. And if they grab my poor heart and tear it all asunder, Just tend to me, my lovely, my lovely, and let me nurse it right.

Breeze

I would have liked to be a light breeze, So I could always get close to you. And I would never let a small fly, Hristinu, my girl, not even once to you get near. Nor a mosquito get to bite you,

My sweet and slender basil

My sweet and slender basil, my marjoram so fair, You're the one who'll cause me to leave my mother's care. My sweet and slender basil, my carnation so fine, Bring that little chin of yours up to these lips of mine.

Little worm

It had rained upon my garden So I played a muddy game, When I saw two eyes smile at me, From inside the earth they came. It was just a worm so little, It looked like a piece of string. It had found a hole so tiny

At yonder village

At yonder village, mother dear, Up by the church just past there, My poor heart has been broken by A widow's lovely daughter. Please, mother, go and seek her out. Look in the upper district.

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