οὐδέ οἱ ὕπνος πίπτεν ἐπὶ βλεφάροις, φυλακήν δ᾽ ἔχεν ἔμπεδον αἰεί
So I have a poem in this book: the exhibition catalogue accompanying Viktor Koen's Bestiary. I did not write about the Sirens, or Medusa, or Mormo, or the Cyclopes, or Teiresias. I want to say, if you want to find out who I did write about, you'll have to buy the book, but I think that first requires the book to be available outside of the Benaki Museum. Until that time, I will just glow about it. Ellen Datlow names more contributors here.

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I always get half of your quotations. Sleep, fall, guard, forever. And search Google for the author.
and sleep never fell upon his eyelids, but he kept a vigil unfailing ever. Hesiod tr. by AW Mair, I think.
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Thank you! It is the kind of project where I feel that being assured of a contributor's copy means I'm making out like a bandit.
Hesiod tr. by AW Mair, I think.
It is indeed fragmentary Hesiod. I don't usually intend them to be a guessing game. Most of my post titles are either lyrics from the music I'm listening to at the time or quotations from the movie (TV show, book) being discussed. Occasionally they're thematic, like this one, often because the music is instrumental.
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It evolved within my first year of keeping a livejournal; I'm not sure how. I like it. It suits the way I think.
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Thank you! I am very flattered by that image.