360 (Anacreon)

ὦ παῖ παρθένιον βλέπων
δίζημαί σε, σὺ δ' οὐ κλύεις,

οὐκ εἰδὼς ὅτι τῆς ἐμῆς
ψυχῆς ἡνιοχεύεις.

O boy with girlish gaze,
I long for you, unheard;
you know not that you guide
the chariot of my soul.