<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=358740" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In the Tavernas</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I wallow in the tavernas and brothels of Beirut.<br>I didn't want to stay<br>in Alexandria. Tamides left me;<br>he went off with the Prefect's son to earn himself<br>a villa on the Nile, a mansion in the city.<br>It wouldn't have been right for me to stay in Alexandria.<br>I wallow in the tavernas and brothels of Beirut.<br>I live a vile life, devoted to cheap debauchery.<br>The one thing that saves me,<br>like durable beauty, like perfume<br>that goes on clinging to my flesh, is this: Tamides,<br>most exquisite of young men, was mine for two years,<br>and mine not for a house or a villa on the Nile.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Constantine+P.+Cavafy">Constantine P. Cavafy</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=358740" data-title="In the Tavernas de Constantine P. Cavafy" data-description="I wallow in the tavernas and brothels of Beirut. I didn't want to stay in Alexandria. Tamides left me; he went off with the Prefect's son to earn himself a villa on the Nile, a mansion in the city. It wouldn't have been right for me to stay in Ale..."></div> </div> </div>

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