I recently finished teaching Theocritus, Idyll 10, to my Greek verse class. We are reading a selection of his poetry this semester, and it has been a pleasure. Idyll 10 is about two reapers, Milon and Boukaios. Boukaios can’t concentrate on his reaping because he is in love with a woman is away. Milon suggests that Boukaios sing a love song to make things go more quickly. After Boukaios is done, Milon changes his mind and tells his companion that working men should sing about hard things and focus on their jobs.
He concludes on the topic of Boukaios’ song:
It’s fitting to tell your hunger-inducing love to your mom as she lies in bed early in the morning.
Or, less literally:
Your mom likes love poetry.
And after that, did Milon drop his sickle? (Rather than a mic…)