The god abandons Antony

C. P. Cavafy

When abruptly at midnight you hear
an invisible troupe go by
with exquisite music, with shouts –
your luck that now rots, your efforts
that failed, your life’s plans
that turned out all delusive – do not vainly mourn them.
As though long prepared, as though courageous,
bid farewell to her, the Alexandria that is leaving.
Above all do not pretend, don’t say it was
a dream, that your ears were deceived;
don’t resort to such vain hopes.
As though long prepared, as though courageous,
as becomes you who were entrusted such a city,
firmly approach the window,
and listen with feeling, but not
with the pleas and complaints of cowards,
to the sounds, one final indulgence,
to the exquisite instruments of the mystical troupe,
and say goodbye to her, the Alexandria you are losing.

[Written 1910; Published 1911]

Original Greek Poem