No More Learning

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[402]

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[403]

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[404] ZONAS OF SARDIS { Ph 5 } G

On your head I will heap the cold shingle of the beach, shedding it on your cold corpse. For never did your mother wail over your tomb or see the sea-battered body of her shipwrecked son. But the desert and inhospitable strand of the Aegean shore received you. So take this little portion of sand, stranger, and many a tear ; for fated was the journey on which you set out to trade.

[405]

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[406]

Theodoridas →

[407]

Dioscorides →

[408]

Leonidas →

[409]

Antipater_of_Sidon →

[410]

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[411]

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[412]

Alcaeus →

[413]

Antipater_of_Sidon →

[414] NOSSIS { H 10 } G

Laugh frankly as you pass by and speak a kind word over me. I am the Syracusan Rhinthon, one of the lesser nightingales of the Muses ; but from my tragic burlesques I plucked for myself a special wreath of ivy.

[415]

Callimachus (37)

[416] Anonymous { F 45 } G

I hold, stranger, Meleager, son of Eucrates, who mixed the sweet-spoken Graces with Love and the Muses.

[417]

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[418]

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[419]

Meleager →

[420] DIOTIMUS OF ATHENS { H 3 } G

You Hopes of men, light goddesses - for never, were ye not so, had Hades, who brings our strength to naught, covered Lesbon, once as blest as the Great King - yes, you Hopes and you Loves too, lightest of all deities, farewell ! And you, the flutes he once breathed in, must lie dumb and unheard ; for Acheron knows no troops of musicians.

[421]

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[422]

Leonidas →

[423]

Antipater_of_Sidon →

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[425]

Antipater_of_Sidon →

[426]

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[427]

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[428]

Meleager →

[429]

Alcaeus →

[430]

Dioscorides →

[431]

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[432] DAMAGETUS { H 3 } G

Spartans, the tomb holds your martial Gyllis who fell for Thyrea. He killed three Argives, and exclaimed, "Let me die having wrought a deed worthy of Sparta. "

[433] TYMNES { H 6 } G

His Spartan mother slew the Spartan Demetrius for transgressing the law. Bringing her sharp sword to the guard, she said, gnashing her teeth, like a Laconian woman as she was : "Perish, craven whelp, evil piece, to Hell with you ! He who is not worthy of Sparta is not my son. "

[434]

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[435] NICANDER { H 1 } G

We the six sons of Iphicratides, Eupylidas, Eraton, Chaeris, Lycus, Agis, and Alexon fell before the wall of Messene, and our seventh brother Gylippus having burnt our bodies came home with a heavy load of ashes, a great glory to Sparta, but a great grief to Alexippa our mother. One glorious shroud wrapped us all.

[436] HEGEMON { H 1 } G

Some stranger passing gravely by the tomb might say, "Here a thousand Spartans halted by their valour the advance of eighty myriads of Persians, and died without turning their backs. That is Dorian discipline. "

[437] PHAENNUS { H 1 } G

Leonidas, bravest of men, you could not endure to return to the Eurotas when sore pressed by the war, but in Thermopylae resisting the Persians you fell, reverencing the usage of your fathers.

[438] DAMAGETUS { H 5 } G

In your first youth you perished too, Machatas, grimly facing the Aetolians in the portion of your fathers. It is hard to find a brave Achaean who has survived till his hairs are grey.

[439]

Theodoridas →

[440]

Leonidas →

[441] ARCHILOCHUS { F 3 } G

Great earth, you have beneath you the tall pillars of Naxos, Megatimus and Aristophon.

[442]

Simonides →

[443]

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[444] THEAETETUS { H 5 } G

The secretly creeping flames, on a winter night, when all were heavy with wine, consumed the great house of Antagoras. Free men and slaves together, eighty in all, perished on this fatal pyre. Their kinsmen could not separate their bones, but one common urn, one common funeral was theirs, and one tomb was erected over them. Yet readily can Hades distinguish each of them in the ashes.

[445] PERSES OF THEBES { H 5 } G

We lie, stranger, in the rough woodland, Mantiades and Eustratus of Dyme, the sons of Echellus, rustic wood-cutters as our fathers were ; and to shew our calling the woodman's axes stand on our tomb.

[446] HEGESIPPUS { H 4 } G

The stranger is Zoïlus of Hermione, but he lies buried in a foreign land, clothed in this Argive earth, which his deep-bosomed wife, her cheeks bedewed with tears, and his children, their hair close cut, heaped on him.

[447]

Callimachus (13)

[448]

Leonidas →

[449]

Leonidas →

[450]

Dioscorides →

[451]

Callimachus (11)

[452]

Leonidas →

[453]

Callimachus (21)

[454]

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[455]

Leonidas →

[456]

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[457] ARISTON { H 2 } G

The tippler Ampelis, already supporting her tottering old age on a guiding staff, was secretly abstracting from the vat the newly pressed juice of Bacchus, and about to fill a cup of Cyclopean size, but before she could draw it out her feeble hand failed her and the old woman, like a ship submerged by the waves, disappeared in the sea of wine. Euterpe erected this stone monument on her tomb near the pressing-floor of the vineyard.

[458]

Callimachus (51)

[459]

Callimachus (18)

[460]

Callimachus (28)

[461]

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[462] DIONYSIUS { H 4 } G

Satyra with child and near her time has been taken by Hades. The earth of Sidon covers her, and Tyre her country bewails her.

[463]

Leonidas →

[464]

Antipater_of_Sidon →

[465] HERACLEITUS { H 1 } G

The earth is newly dug and on the faces of the tomb-stone wave the half-withered garlands of leaves. Let us decipher the letters, wayfarer, and learn whose smooth bones the stone says it covers. " Stranger, I am Aretemias, my country Cnidus. I was the wife of Euphron and I did not escape travail, but bringing forth twins, I left one child to guide my husband's steps in his old age, and I took the other with me to remind me of him. "

[466]

Leonidas →

[467]

Antipater_of_Sidon →

[468]

Meleager →

[469] CHAEREMON { H 1 } G

Athenagores begot Eubulus, excelled by all in fate, excelling all in good report.

[470]

Meleager →

[471]

Callimachus (25)

[472]

Leonidas →

[472b]

Leonidas →

[473] ARISTODICUS { H 1 } G

Demo and Methymna when they heard that Euphron, the frenzied devotee at the triennial festivals of Hera, was dead, refused to live longer, and made of their long knitted girdles nooses for their necks to hang themselves.

[474] Anonymous { H 46 } G

This single tomb holds all Nicander's children ; the dawn of one day made an end of the holy offspring of Lysidice.

[475] DIOTIMUS { H 5 } G

Scyllis the daughter of Polyaenus went to her father-in-law's, lamenting, as she entered the wide gates, the death of her bridegroom, Euagoras the son of Hegemachus, who dwelt there. She came not back, poor widowed girl, to her father's house, but within three months she perished, her spirit wasted by deadly melancholy. This tearful memorial of their love stands on the tomb of both beside the smooth high-way.

[476]

Meleager →

[477] TYMNES { H 2 } G

Let not this, Philaenis, weigh on your heart, that the earth in which it was your fate to lie is not beside the Nile, but that you are laid in this tomb at Eleutherna. From no matter where the road is the same to Hades.

[478]

Leonidas →

[479]

Theodoridas →

[480]

Leonidas →

[481] PHILETAS OF SAMOS { H 2 } G

The grave-stone heavy with grief says "Death has carried away short-lived little Theodota," and the little one says again to her father, " Theodotus, cease to grieve ; mortals are often unfortunate. "

[482] Anonymous { H 48 } G

Not yet had your hair been cut, Cleodicus, nor had the moon yet driven her chariot for thrice twelve periods across the heaven, when Nicasis your mother and your father Pericleitus, on the brink of your lamented tomb, poor child, wailed much over your coffin. In unknown Acheron, Cleodicus, shall you bloom in a youth that never, never may return here.

[483] Anonymous { H 47 } G

Hades, inexorable and unbending, why have you robbed baby Callaeschron of life ? In the house of Persephone the boy shall be her plaything, but at home he leaves bitter suffering.

[484]

Dioscorides →

[485]

Dioscorides →

[486]

Anyte →

[487] PERSES OF MACEDONIA { H 6 } G

You died before your marriage, Philaeniŏn, nor did your mother Pythias conduct you to the chamber of the bridegroom who awaited your prime : but wretchedly tearing her cheeks, she laid you in this tomb at the age of fourteen.

[488]

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[489] SAPPHO { F 2 } G

This is the dust of Timas, whom, dead before her marriage, the dark chamber of Persephone received. When she died, all her girl companions with newly sharpened steel shore their lovely locks.

[490]

Anyte →

[491]

Mnasalcas →

[492]

Anyte →

[493]

Antipater_of_Thessalonica →

[494] Anonymous { H 51 } G

In the sea, Nereus, died Sodamus the Cretan who loved your nets and was at home on these your waters. He excelled all men in his skill as a fisher, but the sea in a storm makes no distinction between fishermen and others.

[495]

Alcaeus →

[496]

Simonides →

[497] DAMAGETUS { H 9 } G

Thymodes too, * weeping for his unexpected sorrow, once built this empty tomb for his son Lycus ; for not even does he lie under foreign earth, but some Bithynian strand, some island of the Black Sea holds him. There he lies, without funeral, showing his bare bones on the inhospitable shore.

* Because there were other similar tombs close by.

[498]

Antipater_of_Sidon →

[499] THEAETETUS { H 4 } G

You sailors on the sea, Ariston of Cyrene prays you all by Zeus the Protector of strangers to tell his father Menon that he lost his life in the Aegean sea, and lies by the rocks of Icaria.

[500]

Asclepiades →

[501] PERSES { H 4 } G

The wintry blasts of the east wind cast you out naked, Phillis, on the surf-beaten shore beside a spur of Lesbos rich in wine, and you lie on the sea-bathed foot of the lofty cliff.

[502] NICAENETUS { H 2 } G

I am the tomb, traveller, of Bito, and if leaving Torone you come to Amphipolis, tell Nicagoras that the Strymonian wind at the setting of the Kids was the death of his only son.

[503]

Leonidas →

[504]

Leonidas →

[505] SAPPHO { F 3 } G

His father, Meniscus, placed on Pelagon's tomb a weel and oar, a memorial of the indigent life he led.

[506]

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[507a]

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[507b]

Simonides →

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[510]

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[512]

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[514]

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[515]

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[517]

Callimachus (22)

[518]

Callimachus (24)

[519]

Callimachus (16)

[520]

Callimachus (12)

[521]

Callimachus (14)

[522]

Callimachus (17)

[523]

Callimachus (61)

[524]

Callimachus (15)

[525]

Callimachus (23)

[526] NICANDER OF COLOPHON { H 2 } G

O father Zeus, did you ever see a braver man than Othryadas, who would not return alone from Thyrea to Sparta his country, but transfixed himself with his sword after having inscribed the trophy to mark the subjection of the Argives. *

* cp. epigrams 430 & 431.

[527]

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[528]

Theodoridas →

[529]

Theodoridas →

[530]

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[531]

Antipater_of_Thessalonica →

[532] ISIDORUS OF AEGAE { Ph 4 } G

I am Eteocles whom the hopes of the sea drew from husbandry and made a merchant in place of what I was by nature. I was travelling on the surface of the Tyrrhenian Sea, but with my ship I sank headlong into its depths in a sudden fierce squall. It is not then the same wind that blows on the threshing-floor and fills the sails.

[533] DIONYSIUS OF ANDROS { F 1 } G

It is no great marvel that I slipped when soaked by Zeus * and Bacchus. It was two to one, and gods against a mortal.

* i. e. rain.

[534] AUTOMEDON OF AETOLIA { Ph 12 } G

Man, spare your life, and go not to sea in ill season. Even as it is, man's life is not long. Unhappy Cleonicus, you were hastening to reach bright Thasos, trading from Coele Syria - trading, O Cleonicus ; but on your voyage at the very setting of the Pleiads, * with the Pleiads you did set.

* Beginning of November.

[535]

Meleager →

[536]

Alcaeus →

[537] PHANIAS { H 8 } G

No monument for his father, but in mournful memory of his lamented son did Lysis build this empty mound of earth, burying but his name, since the remains of unhappy Mantitheus never came into his parents' hands.

[538]

Anyte →

[539] PERSES { H 9 } G

Heedless, Theotimus, of the coming evil setting of rainy Arcturus * did you set out on your perilous voyage, which carried you and your companions, racing over the Aegean in the many-oared galley, to Hades. Alas for Aristodice and Eupolis, your parents, who mourn you, embracing your empty tomb.

* In November.

[540] DAMAGETES { H 7 } G

By Zeus, the Protector of strangers, we adjure you, Sir, tell our father Charinus, in Aeolian Thebes, that Menis and Polynicus are no more ; and say this, that though we perished at the hands of the Thracians, we do not lament our treacherous murder, but his old age left in bereavement ill to bear.

[541] DAMAGETES { H 6 } G

Standing in the forefront of the battle, Chaeronidas, you spoke thus, "Zeus, grant me death or victory," on that night when by Achaean Taphros, * the foe made you meet him in stubborn battle strife : verily Elis sings of you above all men for your valour, who shed then your warm blood on the foreign earth.

* The scene of a battle in which the Spartans defeated the Messenians, but this epigram must refer to some later combat on the same spot.

[542] FLACCUS { Ph 4 } G

The tender boy, slipping, broke the ice of the Hebrus frozen by the winter cold, and as he was carried away by the current, a sharp fragment of the Bistonian river breaking away cut through his neck. Part of him was carried away by the flood, but his mother laid in the tomb all that was left to her above the ice, his head alone. And, wailing, she cried, "My child, my child, part of you the pyre has buried and part the cruel water. " *

* cp. Bk. 9, No. 56.

[543] Anonymous { F 54 } G

One should pray to be spared sea-voyages altogether, Theogenes, since you, too, made your grave in the Libyan Sea, when that tired close-packed flock of countless cranes descended like a cloud on your loaded ship. *

* Pliny (N. H. x. 13) tells of ships being similarly sunk by flocks of quails alighting on them at night.

[544] Anonymous { F 24 } G

Tell, stranger, if ever you come to Phthia, the land of vines, and to the ancient city of Thaumacia that, mounting once through the lonely woodland of Malea, you saw this tomb of Derxias the son of Lampon, whom once, as he hastened on his way to glorious Sparta, the bandits slew by treachery and not in open fight.

[545] HEGESIPPUS { H 5 } G

They say that Hermes leads the just from the pyre to Rhadamanthus by the right-hand path, the path by which Aristonous, the not unwept son of Chaerestratus, descended to the house of Hades, the gatherer of peoples.

[546] Anonymous { F 46 } G

Ariston had his sling, a weapon procuring him a scanty living, with which he was wont to shoot the winged geese, stealing softly upon them so as to elude them as they fed with sidelong-glancing eyes. Now he is in Hades and the sling noiseless and idle with no hand to whirl it, and the game fly over his tomb.

[547] LEONIDAS OF ALEXANDRIA { F 9 } G

547-550 are Isopsepha, like Book 6, 321-329

Bianor engraved the stone, not for his mother or father, as had been their meet fate, but for his unmarried daughter, and he groaned as he led the bride of twelve years not to Hymenaeus but to Hades.

[548] LEONIDAS OF ALEXANDRIA { F 10 } G

"Who is the Argive Daemon on the tomb? Is he a brother of Dicaeoteles ? " {Echo} " A brother of Dicaeoteles. " " Did Echo speak the last words, or is it true that this is the man ? " {Echo} " This is the man. "

[549] LEONIDAS OF ALEXANDRIA { F 11 } G

Niobe, a rock in Sipylus, still sobs and wails, mourning for the death of twice seven children, and never during the ages shall she cease from her plaint. Why did she speak the boastful words that robbed her of her life and her children ?

[550] LEONIDAS OF ALEXANDRIA { F 12 } G

Antheus, who escaped the threats of sea-green Trito, escaped not the terrible Phthian wolf. For by the stream of Peneus he perished. Unfortunate ! to whom the Nymphs were more treacherous than the Nereids. *

* cp. No. 289.

[554]

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[622]

Antiphilus →

[623] AEMILIANUS { Ph 1 } G

Suck, poor child, at the breast whereat your mother will never more suckle you ; drain the last drops from the dead. She has already rendered up her spirit, pierced by the sword, but a mother's love can cherish her child even in death. *

* This probably refers to a picture by Aristeides of Thebes.

[624] DIODORUS { Ph 5 } G

Begone, dreaded Ionian Sea, pitiless water, ferrier of men to blackest Hades, you who have engulfed so many. Who, with the fate of the unfortunates before his eyes, shall tell all your crimes, ill-starred sea ? You have swallowed in your surges Aegeus and Labeo, with their short-lived companions and their whole ship.

[625]

Antipater_of_Thessalonica →

[626] Anonymous { Ph 1 } G

(Not Sepulchral)

You furthest Nasamonian wilds of Libya, no longer, your expanse vexed by the hordes of wild beasts of the continent, shall you ring in echo, even beyond the sands of the Nomads, to the voice of lions roaring in the desert, since Caesar the son has trapped the countless tribe and brought it face to face with his fighters. * Now the heights once full of the lairs of prowling beasts are pasturage for the cattle of men.

* i. e. the bestiarii in the circus.

[627] DIODORUS { Ph 6 } G

Leaving your bridal-chamber half prepared, your wedding close at hand, you have gone, young man, down the baneful road of Hades; and sorely have you afflicted Thyniŏn of Astacus, who most piteously of all lamented for you, dead in your prime, weeping for the evil fate of her Hipparchus, seeing you completed only twenty-four years.

[628]

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[629]

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[630]

Antiphilus →

[631]

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[632] DIODORUS { Ph 7 } G

A little child in Diodorus' house fell from a little ladder, but falling head first broke the vertebra of its neck, to break which is fatal. But when it saw its revered master running up, it at once stretched out its baby arms to him. Earth, never lie heavy on the bones of the little slave child, but be kind to two-year-old Corax.

[633]

Crinagoras →

[634]

Antiphilus →

[635]

Antiphilus →

[636]

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[637]

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[638]

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[639]

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[640]

Antipater_of_Thessalonica →

[641]

Antiphilus →

[642]

Apollonides →

[643]

Crinagoras →

[644]

Bianor →

[645]

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[646]

Anyte →

[647]

Simonides →

[648]

Leonidas →

[649]

Anyte →

[650] PHALAECUS { H 5 } G

Avoid busying you with the sea, and put your mind to the plough that the oxen draw, if it is any joy for you to see the end of a long life. For on land there is length of days, but on the sea it is not easy to find a man with grey hair.

[651] EUPHORION { H 2 } G

Craggy Elaeus doth not cover those your bones, nor this stone that speaks in blue letters. They are broken by the Icarian sea on the shingly beach of Doliche * and lofty Dracanon, and I, this empty mound of earth, am heaped up here in the thirsty herbage of the Dryopes for the sake of old friendship with Polymedes.

* Another name of the island Icaria.

[652]

Leonidas →

[653] PANCRATES { H 3 } G

At the setting of the Hyades the fierce south-west wind rose and destroyed Epierides in the Aegean Sea, himself, his ship and crew ; and for him his father in tears made this empty tomb.

[654]

Leonidas →

[655]

Leonidas →

[656]

Leonidas →

[657]

Leonidas →

[658]

Leonidas →

[659]

Theocritus (VII)

[660]

Leonidas →

[661]

Leonidas →

[662]

Leonidas →

[663]

Leonidas →

[664]

Theocritus (XXI)

[665]

Leonidas →

[666]

Antipater_of_Thessalonica →

[668] LEONIDAS OF ALEXANDRIA { F 13 } G

Not even if smiling calm were to smooth the waves for me, and gently rippling Zephyr were to blow, shall you see me take ship; for I dread the perils I encountered formerly battling with the winds.

[669] PLATO { F 1 } G

You look on the stars, my Star. * Would I were heaven, to look on you with many eyes.

* Aster {"Star"} is said to have been the name of a youth whom Plato admired.

[670] PLATO { F 2 } G

Of old among the living you shone the Star of morn ; now you shine in death the Star of eve.

[671]

Bianor →

[674] ADRIANUS { F 2 } G

This is the tomb of Archilochus, whom the Muse, out of kindness to Homer, * guided to furious iambics.

* i. e. otherwise he would have excelled Homer in epic verse.

[675] LEONIDAS OF ALEXANDRIA { F 14 } G

Tremble not in loosing your cable from the tomb of the shipwrecked man. While I was perishing another was travelling unhurt. *

* Imitated from No. 282.

[677]

Simonides →

[692]

Antipater_of_Thessalonica →

[693]

Apollonides →

[694] ADAEUS { Ph 6 } G

{Not Sepulchral}

If you pass by the shrine of the hero (his name is Philopragmon) * that is at the cross-roads outside Potidaea, tell him on what task you travel, and he at once will help you to find a means of accomplishing it.

* The name meant "busybody. "

[696]

Archias →

[699] Anonymous { Ph 2 } G

Icaria, memorial of the disastrous journey of Icarus flying through the newly-trodden air, would he too had never seen you, would that Triton had never sent you up above the expanse of the Aegean Sea. For you have no sheltered anchorage, either on the northern side nor where the sea breaks on you from the south. A curse on you, inhospitable foe of mariners ! May I voyage as far from you as from loathly Hell.

[700] DIODORUS GRAMMATICUS { Ph 9 } G

Know, you stone palace of the Night that hides me, and you, flood of Cocytus, where wailing is loud, it was not my husband, as they say, who, contemplating another marriage, slew me. Why should Rufinus have that evil name for no reason? But the fatal Destinies brought me here. Paula of Tarentum is not the only woman who has died before her time.

[701] DIODORUS GRAMMATICUS { Ph 10 } G

His dear city set up this inscription by the beautiful waters of Ascania * to the strong man Achaeus. Nicaea wept for him, and his father Diomedes erected to him this tall and glittering stone monument, lamenting ; for it would have been more fitting for his son to pay him these honours when he died himself.

* A lake near Nicaea.

[702]

Apollonides →

[703] MYRINUS { Ph 3 } G

{Not Sepulchral}

Thyrsis the villager who feeds the Nymphs' flocks, Thyrsis whose piping is equal to Pan's, sleeps under the shady pine tree having drunk wine at midday, and Love takes his crook and keeps the flock himself. You Nymphs ! you Nymphs ! awake the shepherd who fears no wolf, lest Love become the prey of wild beasts.

[705]

Antipater_of_Thessalonica →

[707]

Dioscorides →

[708]

Dioscorides →

[709] ALEXANDER { H 1 } G

Ancient Sardis, home of my fathers, had I been reared in you I would have been a kernos-bearer or eunuch, wearing ornaments of gold and beating pretty tambourines; but now my name is Alcman, and I am a citizen of Sparta of the many tripods, and have learnt to know the Heliconian Muses who made me greater than the tyrants Dascyles and Gyges. *

* Kings of Lydia.

[710] ERINNA { H 1 } G

You columns and my Sirens, * and you, mournful pitcher that hold the little ash of death, bid them who pass by my tomb hail, whether they be citizens or from another town ; and tell this, too, that I was buried here a bride, and that my father called me Baucis, and that my country was Tenos, that they may know. Say, likewise, that my friend and companion Erinna engraved these lines on my tomb.

* Figures of Sirens that stood on the tomb.

[711]

Antipater_of_Sidon →

[712] ERINNA { H 2 } G

I am the tomb of Baucis the bride, and as you pass the much bewept pillar, say to Hades who dwells below "Hades, thou art envious. " To you the fair letters you see on the stone will tell the most cruel fate of Bauco, how her bridegroom's father lighted her pyre with those very torches that had burnt while they sang the marriage hymn. And you, Hymenaeus, changed the tuneful song of wedding to the dismal voice of lamentation.

[713]

Antipater_of_Sidon →

[714] Anonymous { H 52 } G

I sing of Rhegium, that at the point of the shoal-water coast of Italy tastes ever of the Sicilian sea, because under the leafy poplar she laid Ibycus the lover of the lyre, the lover of boys, who had tasted many pleasures ; and over his tomb she shed in abundance ivy and white reeds.

[715]

Leonidas →

[716] DIONYSIUS OF RHODES { H 2 } G

Too early and missed by all us who dwell in the city of Ialysus, have you sunk, Phaenocritus, into the sea of oblivion, after plucking for a brief time the flowers of wisdom ; and round your tomb the very owls that never shed tears lamented. No singer shall ever sing as you did to future generations as long as men walk upon their feet.

[717] Anonymous { H 50 } G

You Naiads, and you cool pastures, tell the bees that start for their spring journeys that old Lysippus perished lying in ambush for the fleet-footed hares on a winter night. No longer does he take joy in tending the swarms, and the dells where feed the flocks miss much their neighbour of the hill. (? )

[718] NOSSIS { H 11 } G

Stranger, if you sail to Mytilene, the city of lovely dances which kindled (? ) Sappho, the flower of the Graces, say that the Locrian land bore one dear to the Muses and equal to her and that her name was Nossis. Go ! *

* Unfortunately this version of the epigram is quite uncertain, as it involves considerable departures from the MS text, itself unintelligible.

[719]

Leonidas →

[720] CHAEREMON { H 2 } G

Cleuas, the son of Etymocles, who wielded the spear for Thyreae, you died allotting to yourself the disputed land.

[721] CHAEREMON { H 3 } G

We from Sparta engaged the Argives equal in number and in arms, Thyreae being the prize of the spear, and both abandoning without seeking for pretexts our hope of return home, we leave the birds to tell of our death.

[722]

Theodoridas →

[723] Anonymous { H 53 } G

{Not Sepulchral}

Lacedaemon, formerly unconquered and uninvaded, you see the Olenian * smoke on the banks of Eurotas. No shade of trees have you left; the birds nest on the ground and the wolves hear not the bleating of sheep.

* Achaean. This refers to the invasion of Lacedaemonia by the Achaeans in B. C. 189.

[724]

Anyte →

[725]

Callimachus (62)

[726]

Leonidas →

[727] THEAETETUS { H 3 } G

Phileas seemed inferior to none in the gifts of his mind ; let him who envies him go and cry himself to death. * It is nothing but empty pleasure that a man has in fame, for in Hades Thersites is as highly honoured as Minos.

* A form of imprecation.

[728]

Callimachus (41)

[729] TYMNES { H 3 } G

The omens were evil when fair Tritonis was brought to bed, for otherwise she would not have perished, unhappy girl, just after the child was born. With her this one babe brought down to Hades so much happiness, and it did not even live beyond the tenth dawn.

[730] PERSES { H 7 } G

Unhappy Mnasylla, why does it stand on your tomb, this picture of your daughter Neotima whom you lament, her whose life was taken from her by the pangs of labour ? She lies in her dear mother's arms, as if a heavy cloud had gathered on her eyelids and, alas, not far away her father Aristoteles rests his head on his right hand. * O most miserable pair, not even in death have you forgotten your grief.

* An attitude of mourning.
[731]

Leonidas →

[732]

Theodoridas →

[733] DIOTIMUS { H 6 } G

We two old women Anaxo and Cleno the twin daughters of Epicrates were ever together; Cleno was in life the priestess of the Graces and Anaxo served Demeter. We wanted nine days to complete our eightieth year . . . We loved our husbands and children, and we, the old women, won gentle death before them.

[734] Anonymous { F 55 } G

This corrupt epigram seems to be partly in Doric and is evidently a dialogue. Lines 1 and 2 are quite unintelligible. It ends thus : -

O old man, may your blessed children too reach the road of grey age.

[735] DAMAGETUS { H 10 } G

Phocaea, glorious city, these were the last words Theano spoke as she descended into the vast night : "Alas unhappy that I am, Apellichus ! What sea, my husband, are you crossing in your swift ship ? But by me death stands close, and would I could die holding your dear hand in mine. "

[736]

Leonidas →

[737] Anonymous { H 45 } G

Here I thrice unfortunate was slain by an armed robber, and here I lie bewailed by none.

[738]

Theodoridas →

[739] PHAEDIMUS { H 4 } G

I mourn for Polyanthus, O passer by, whom his wife Aristagora laid in the tomb, her newly wedded lord, receiving his ashes and dust (in the stormy Aegean near Sciathus he had perished) after the fishermen in the early morn had towed his corpse into the harbour of Torone.

[740]

Leonidas →

[741]

Crinagoras →

[742]

Apollonides →

[743]

Antipater_of_Thessalonica →

[745]

Antipater_of_Sidon →

[748]

Antipater_of_Sidon →

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Greek Anthology: Book 9
THE DECLAMATORY EPIGRAMS : 1-312


This selection from Book 9 of the Greek Anthology contains all the epigrams written before the middle of the first century A. D. , as listed in three editions:
(H) A. S. F. Gow & D. L. Page, "The Greek Anthology: Hellenistic Epigrams"
(Ph) A. S. F. Gow & D. L. Page, "The Greek Anthology: The Garland of Philip and Some Contemporary Epigrams"
(F) D. L. Page, "Further Greek Epigrams"
The labels in green are the numbers assigned to the epigrams in one of these editions. The labels in red are their numbers within the Anthology.

Translations of most of the epigrams are already available elsewhere, as indicated by the links. The translations of the remaining epigrams are taken from the edition by W. R. Paton (1916-18), but have been modified to remove some of the archaic language. Click on G to go to the Greek text of each epigram.


[1] POLYAENUS OF SARDIS { Ph 1 } G

A cruel viper struck the nursing udder of a doe which had newly calved as it hung down full of milk. Her fawn sucked the teat contaminated by poison, and from the fatal wound imbibed bitter milk charged with venom ill to cure. Death was transferred from mother to child, and at once by pitiless fate the breast bereft the young one of the gift of life that it owed to the womb.

[2] TIBERIUS ILLUSTRIUS { F 1 } G

A viper, the most murderous of noxious beasts, injected her venom into the udder, swollen with milk, of a doe that had just calved, and the kid, sucking its mother's poisoned milk, drank up her death.

[3]

Antipater_of_Thessalonica →

[4] CYLLENIUS { F 1 } G

I, the wild pear-tree of the thicket, a denizen of the wilderness where the wild beasts feed, once bearing plenty of bastard fruit, have had foreign shoots grafted on me, and flourish now no longer wild, but loaded with a crop that is not my natural one. Gardener, I am deeply grateful for your pains, owing it to you that I now am enrolled in the tribe of noble fruit-trees.

[7] JULIUS POLYAENUS { Ph 1 } G

Zeus, who rulest the holy land of Corcyra, though your ears be ever full of the fears of suppliants or the thanks of those whose prayers you have heard, yet hearken to me, too, and grant me by a true promise that this be the end of my exile, and that I may dwell in my native land, my long labours over.

[8] JULIUS POLYAENUS { Ph 2 } G

Hope ever makes the period of our days steal away, and the last dawn surprises us with many projects unaccomplished.

[9] JULIUS POLYAENUS { Ph 3 } G

Often when I have prayed to you, Zeus, you have granted me the welcome gift of fair weather till the end of my voyage. Give it me on this voyage, too ; save me and bear me to the haven where toil ends. The delight of life is in our home and country, and superfluous cares make life not life but vexation.

[10]

Antipater_of_Thessalonica →

[11]

Philippus →

[12] LEONIDAS OF ALEXANDRIA { F 15 } G

The blind beggar supported the lame one on his feet, and gained in return the help of the other's eyes. Thus the two incomplete beings fitted into each other to form one complete being, each supplying what the other lacked.

[13] PLATO THE YOUNGER { F 1 } G

A blind man carried a lame man on his back, lending him his feet and borrowing from him his eyes.

[13b]

Antiphilus →

[14]

Antiphilus →

[15] Anonymous { F 4 } G

Probably on a Picture of Love

You who seek to set fire itself ablaze, who desire to light your lovely lamp at night, take you light here from my soul, for that which is afire within me sends forth fierce flames.

[16]

Meleager →

[17] GERMANICUS CAESAR { F 1 } G

Once a hare from the mountain height leapt into the sea in her effort to escape from a dog's cruel fangs. But not even thus did she escape her fate ; for at once a sea-dog seized her and bereft her of life. Out of the fire, as the saying is, you fell into the flame. Of a truth Fate reared you to be a meal for a dog either on the land or in the sea.

[18] GERMANICUS CAESAR { F 2 } G

On the Same

One dog captured me after another. What is strange in that ? Beasts of the water and beasts of the land have like rage against me. Henceforth, you hares, may the sky be open to your course. But I fear you, Heaven ; you too have a dog among your stars.

[19]

Archias →

[20] Anonymous { F 61a } G

On the same as epigram 19

I, Sir, who once gained the crown on the banks of Alpheius, and was twice proclaimed victor by the water of Castalia ; I, who was announced the winner at Nemea, and formerly, as a colt, at Isthmus ; I, who ran swift as the winged winds - see me now, how in my old age I turn the rotating stone driven in mockery of the crowns I won.

[21] Anonymous { F 61b } G

I, Pegasus, attach blame to you, my country Thessaly, breeder of horses, for this unmerited end of my days. I, who was led in procession at Pytho and Isthmus ; I, who went to the festival of Nemean Zeus and to Olympia to win the Arcadian olive-twigs, now drag the heavy weight of the round Nisyrian * mill-stone, grinding fine from the ears the fruit of Demeter.

* Nisyros, a volcanic island near Cos, famous for its mill-stones.

[22]

Philippus →

[22]

Philippus →

[24]

Leonidas →

[25]

Leonidas →

[26]

Antipater_of_Thessalonica →

[27]

Archias →

[28] POMPEIUS (or MARCUS THE YOUNGER) { Ph 2 } G

Though I, Mycenae, am but a heap of dust here in the desert, though I am meaner to look at than any chance rock, he who gazes on the famous city of Ilium, whose walls I trod underfoot and emptied all the house of Priam, shall know thence how mighty I was of old. If my old age has used me ill, the testimony of Homer is enough for me.

[29]

Antiphilus →

[30] BASSUS (or ZELOTUS) { Ph 11 } G

I am a pine-tree broken by the wind on land. Why do you send me to the sea, a spar shipwrecked before sailing ?

[31] ZELOTUS (or BASSUS) { F 1 } G

Why, shipwrights, do you entrust to the sea this pine, which the strong south-wester tore up by the roots from the mountain side ? I shall make no lucky hull at sea, I, a tree which the winds hate. On land I already experienced the ill-fortune of the sea.

[32] Anonymous { F 58 } G

I was a newly-built ship on the surf-beaten beach, and had not yet touched the grey waves. But the sea would not be kept waiting for me ; the wild flood rose and carried me away from the firm shore, an unhappy bark indeed . . . to whom the stormy waves were fatal both on land and at sea.

[33] CYLLENIUS { F 2 } G

Before I was a ship I perished. What more could I have suffered if I had become familiar with the deep ? Alas, every bark meets its end by the waves !

[34]

Antiphilus →

[35]

Antiphilus →

[36] SECUNDUS { Ph 1 } G

I, the ship which had traversed the paths of the limitless ocean, and swum so often through the grey waves; I, whom neither the black east wind overwhelmed nor the fierce swell raised by the winter south-westers drove on shore, am now shipwrecked in the flames, and reproach the faithless land, in sore need now of the waters of my sea.

[37] TULLIUS FLACCUS { Ph 7 } G

On a Fountain called Quiet Fount

A. "Draw water from me in silence. " B. "Why ? " A. "Stop drawing. " B. "Wherefore ? " A. "Mine is the sweet drink of Quiet. " B. "You are a disagreeable fountain. " A. "Taste me and you will see I am still more disagreeable. " B. "Oh what a bitter stream ! " A. "Oh what a chatterbox ! "

[38] Anonymous { F 80 } G

If you are a man, stranger, draw water from this fountain ; but if you are effeminate by nature, on no account drink me. I am a male drink, and only please men ; but for those naturally effeminate their own nature is water. *

* This seems to be a vindication of the fountain of Salmacis near Halicarnassus, the water of which had the reputation of making men effeminate.

[39] PLATO (or MUSICIUS? ) { F 7 } G

Cypris to the Muses : "Honour Aphrodite, you maidens, or I will arm Love against you. " And the Muses to Cypris : "Talk that twaddle to Ares. Your brat has no wings to fly to us. "

[40] ZOSIMUS OF THASOS { F 5 } G

On the Shield * of one Anaximenes

Not only in combats and in the battle din do I protect the spirit of valiant Anaximenes ; but in the sea, too, when the waves broke up his ship, I was a shield to save him, clinging to me in swimming as if I were a plank. On sea and land alike I am his hope and stay, having saved my bold master from two different deaths.

* Presumably in this and the following epigrams a shield made of leather or wicker is meant.

[42] JULIUS LEONIDAS { F 16 } G

I, Myrtilus, escaped two dangers by the help of one weapon ; the first by fighting bravely with it, the second by swimming with its support, when the north-west wind had sunk my ship. I was saved and now possess a shield proved both in war and on the waves.

[43] PARMENION OF MACEDONIA { Ph 6 } G

The simple covering of my cloak is enough for me ; and I, who feed on the flowers of the Muses, shall never be the slave of the table. I hate witless wealth, the nurse of flatterers, and I will not stand in attendance on one who looks down on me. I know the freedom of scanty fare.

[44] STATYLLIUS FLACCUS, by some ATTRIBUTED TO PLATO { Ph 8 } G

A man finding gold left his halter, but the man who had left the gold and did not find it, hanged himself with the halter he found.

[45] STATYLLIUS FLACCUS { Ph 9 } G

One man found the gold and the other lost it. He who found it threw it away, and he who did not find it hanged himself with the dismal halter.

[46]

Antipater_of_Thessalonica →

[47] Anonymous { F 66 } G

On a Goat that suckled a Wolf

It is not by my own will that I suckle the wolf at my own breast, but the shepherd's folly compels me to do it. Reared by me he will become a beast of prey to attack me. Gratitude cannot change nature.

[48] Anonymous { F 67 } G

Through love Zeus became a swan for Leda, a bull for Europa, a satyr for Antiope, and gold for Danae.

[51] PLATO { F 15 } G

Time brings everything ; length of years can change names, forms, nature, and fortune.

[52] CARPYLLIDES { H 2 } G

A man, angling on the beach with a hook attached to a fine hair line, brought to shore the hairless head of a shipwrecked man. Pitying the bodiless corpse, he dug a little grave with his hands, having no tool, and found there hidden a treasure of gold. Of a truth then righteous men lose not the reward of piety.

[53] NICODEMUS or BASSUS { F 9 } G

Hippocrates was the light of mankind ; whole peoples were saved by him, and there was a scarcity of dead in Hades.

[54] MENECRATES { H 2 } G

Everyone prays for old age when it is still absent, but finds fault with it when it comes. It is always better while it is still owing to us.

[55] MENECRATES OF SAMOS (or LUCILIUS) { H 3 } G

If anyone who has reached old age prays for life, he deserves to go on growing old for many decades.

[56]

Philippus →

[57] PAMPHILUS { H 2 } G

To the Swallow

Why, unhappy daughter of Pandion, do you mourn all day long, uttering your twittering note ? Is it that regret is come upon you for your maidenhead, which Thracian Tereus took from you by dreadful force ?



[58]

Antipater_of_Thessalonica →

[59]

Antipater_of_Thessalonica →

[60] DIODORUS { Ph 17 } G

I, this tower on the rock in the sea, am Pharos, * bearing the same name as the island and serving as a beacon for the harbour.

* The lighthouse of Alexandria.

[61] Anonymous { F 65 } G

The Spartan woman, seeing her son hastening home in flight from the war and stripped of his armour, rushed to meet him, and driving a spear through his liver, uttered over the slain these words full of virile spirit : " Away with you to Hades, alien offspring of Sparta ! Away with you, since you were false to your country and your father ! "

[62] EUENUS OF ASCALON { Ph 2 } G

Strangers, the ash of ages has devoured me, holy Ilium, the famous city once renowned for my towered walls, but in Homer I still exist, defended by brazen gates. The spears of the destroying Achaeans shall not again dig me up, but I shall be on the lips of all Greece.

[63]

Asclepiades →

[64]

Asclepiades →

[65] Anonymous { F 22 } G

Leafy spring adorns the earth, the stars adorn the heavens, this land adorns Hellas, and these men their country.

[66]

Antipater_of_Sidon →

[67] Anonymous { F 57 } G

The boy was crowning his stepmother's funeral stele, a tall column, thinking that in changing life for death she had changed her character. But it came down on the tomb and killed him. Stepsons, avoid even the tomb of your stepmother.

[68] Anonymous { F 89 } G

Stepmothers are always a curse to their step-children, and do not keep them safe even when they love them. Remember Phaedra and Hippolytus.

[69] PARMENION OF MACEDONIA { Ph 7 } G

A stepmother's spite is ever mordant, and not gentle even in love. I know what befell chaste Hippolytus.

[70]

Mnasalcas →

[71]

Antiphilus →

[72]

Antipater_of_Thessalonica →

[73]

Antiphilus →

[74] Anonymous { F 48 } G

I was once the field of Achaemenides and am now Menippus', and I shall continue to pass from one man to another. For Achaemenides once thought he possessed me, and Menippus again thinks he does ; but I belong to no man, only to Fortune.

[75] EUENUS OF ASCALON { Ph 3 } G

{The Vine speaks}

Though you eat me to the root, billy-goat, I will yet bear fruit enough to provide a libation for you when you are sacrificed.

[76]

Antipater_of_Thessalonica →

[77]

Antipater_of_Thessalonica →

[78] LEONIDAS OF ALEXANDRIA { F 17 } G

This and the two following are Isopsepha

Do not, master, find fault with me, the wild pear-tree, ever loaded with unripe fruit. For the pears which I ripen on my branches are pilfered by another than yourself, but the unripe ones remain hanging round their mother.

[79] LEONIDAS OF ALEXANDRIA { F 18 } G

Of my own will I let my fruits be plucked, but when they are ripe. Stop throwing hard stones at me. Bacchus too will become angy with you for doing injury to his gift. Bear in mind the fate of Lycurgus.

[80] LEONIDAS OF ALEXANDRIA { F 19 } G

O prophets who explore the paths of the stars, out on you, you false professors of a futile science ! Folly brought you to the birth, and Rashness was your mother, you poor wretches, who know not even your own disrepute.

[81]

Crinagoras →

[82]

Antipater_of_Thessalonica →

[83]

Philippus →

[84] ANTIPHANES { Ph 2 } G

A shepherd saw the straying hull of a sea-tossed boat carried along shore by the fierce waves. He seized it with his hand, and it dragged its saviour into the deep sea, so bitter was its hatred of all mankind. Thus the shepherd met with the fate of a shipwrecked mariner. Alas ! both the woods and the harbour are put in mourning by that boat.

[85]

Philippus →

[86]

Antiphilus →

[87]

Marcus_Argentarius →

[88]

Philippus →

[89]

Philippus →

[90] ALPHEIUS OF MITYLENE { Ph 1 } G

To Poseidon

Lord of horses, who rule over the swift ships and the great precipitous rock of Euboea, grant a fair passage as far as the city of Ares {Rome} to your suppliants who loosed their moorings from Syria.

[91]

Archias →

[92]

Antipater_of_Thessalonica →

[93]

Antipater_of_Thessalonica →

[94] ISIDORUS OF AEGAE { Ph 5 } G

Tynnichus once caught an octopus and threw it from the sea on to the land, fearing to be enchained by the creature's tentacles. But it fell on and twined itself round a sleeping hare that, poor thing, had just escaped from the hounds. The captive became captor, and Tynnichus threw the octopus back alive into the sea, taking the hare as its ransom. *

* cp. epigram 14.

[95] ALPHEIUS OF MITYLENE { Ph 7 } G

A domestic hen, the winter snow-flakes falling thick on her, gathered her chickens safely bedded under her wings till the cold shower from the sky killed her ; for she remained exposed, fighting against the clouds of heaven. Procne and Medea, blush for yourselves in Hades, learning from a hen what mothers ought to be.

[96]

Antipater_of_Thessalonica →

[97] ALPHEIUS OF MITYLENE { Ph 8 } G

On Homer

We listen still to the lament of Andromache ; still we see Troy laid in ruins from her foundations and the battle-toil of Ajax, and Hector bound to the chariot and dragged under the battlements of the town - all through the verse of Maeonides, the poet whom not one country honours as its own, but all the lands of two continents.

[98] STATYLLIUS FLACCUS { Ph 5 } G

Your two Oedipuses and the relentless hate of Electra, and the Sun driven from heaven by the feast of Atreus, and your other writings that picture the many woes of princes in a manner worthy of the chorus of Dionysus, proved you, Sophocles, to be the chief of the company of tragic poets ; for you spoke with the very lips of the heroes.

[99]

Leonidas →

[100] ALPHEIUS OF MITYLENE { Ph 2 } G

To Delos

Holy nurse of Leda's babes, whom Zeus anchored immovably in the Aegean main ! I swear, gracious lady, by your own gods, that I will not call you wretched or follow the verses of Antipater. * I deem you blessed in that you received Phoebus, and that Artemis, after Olympus, calls no land her fatherland but you.

* See 9. 408.

[101] ALPHEIUS OF MITYLENE { Ph 9 } G

Few are the birth-places of the heroes that are still to be seen, and those yet left are not much higher than the soil. So, as I passed you by, did I recognise you, unhappy Mycenae, more waste than any goat-fold. The herds still point you out, and it was an old man who said to me, "Here stood once the city, rich in gold, that the Cyclopes built. "

[102] ANTONIUS { Ph 1 } G

On the Same

I, once the stronghold of sky-mounting Perseus, I, the nurse of the star * so cruel to the sons of Ilium, am left deserted now to be a fold for the goat-herds of the wilderness, and at length the spirit of Priam is avenged on me.

* Of the Atreidae.

[103] MUNDUS MUNATIUS { Ph 1 } G

I, Mycenae, the city once so rich in gold, I who received into my walls the house of the Atreidae, sons of Heaven, I who sacked Troy that a god built, I who was the secure royal seat of the Greek demi-gods, lie here, the pasture of sheep and oxen, with naught of my greatness left but the name. Well has Nemesis borne you in mind, Ilium, since now, when Mycenae is no longer to be seen, you exist, and are a city.

[104] ALPHEIUS OF MITYLENE { Ph 10 } G

Argos, the talk of Homer, and you holy soil of Hellas, and you stronghold of Perseus once all golden, you are perished, and with you the light of those heroes who once levelled the god-built battlements of Troy. Now Troy is a city more powerful than ever and you are fallen and are pointed out as the stalls of lowing cattle.

[105] Anonymous { F 60 } G

I am a pine tree broken by the wind. Why make a ship of me who tasted on land the ship-wrecking gales ?

[106] LEONIDAS OF ALEXANDRIA { F 40 } G

I am a ship that, after I had traversed so many leagues of sea, the fire burnt on the land that had stripped herself of her pine-trees to build me. I, whom the sea spared, perished on the shore. I found her who bore me more faithless than the sea. *

* For imitations of this see epigrams 34, 36 & 398.

[107]

Antipater_of_Thessalonica →

[108] Anonymous { Ph 3 } G

Said Zeus to Love : " I will take away all your darts. " Said the winged boy : " Thunder at me if you dare and I will make a swan of you again. "

[109] JULIUS DIOCLES { Ph 3 } G

I know not whether to call you a shield, you, the faithful ally with whom I armed myself against many foes, or rather my little sea boat, since you supported me swimming from the doomed ship to the shore. In war I escaped the wrath of Ares, and on the sea that of Nereus, and in each case you were my defence.

[110] ALPHEIUS OF MITYLENE { Ph 4 } G

I crave not for deep-soiled fields nor wealth of gold such as was Gyges'. * I love a self-sufficient life, Macrinus. The saying "nothing in excess" pleases me exceedingly.

* King of Lydia.

[111]

Archias →

[112]

Antipater_of_Thessalonica →

[113] PARMENION { Ph 8 } G

The bugs fed on me with gusto till they were disgusted, but I myself laboured till I was disgusted, dislodging the bugs. *

* The play on words cannot be reproduced.