I lie here. Set your heel on my throat, fierce god. I know you, by the gods, you are terrible to endure. I know your burning arrows. Hurl your love-brands at me, you will not burn me; I am already ashes.
— Medallions from Anyte of Tegea, Meleager of Gadara, the Anacreontea by Richard Aldington
I opened this book at a random page and got this, I am here for the drama, Meleager of Garda.