You will never rise up again with a flutter of thick wings and rouse me from my bed in the morning;
For a thief came silently upon you in your sleep and killed you, pressing his finger into your throat.
From: http://elfinspell.com/ClassicalTexts/Poetry/AnyteOfTegea-Sappho/Aldington-Anyte.html
Date: 3rd century BCE (original); 1919 (translation)
By: Anyte of Tegea (3rd century BCE)
Translated by: Richard (Edward Godfree) Aldington (1892-1962)
From Troubles of The World 