Epigrams, Greek; Greek poetry -- Translations into English
VIII
ON THE SLAIN IN A BATTLE IN THESSALY
AESCHYLUS
These men also, the steadfast among spears, dark Fate destroyed as
they defended their native land rich in sheep; but they being dead
their glory is alive, who woefully clad their limbs in the dust of
Ossa.
IX
ON THE ATHENIAN DEAD AT THE BATTLE OF CHALCIS
SIMONIDES
We fell under the fold of Dirphys, and a memorial is reared over us by
our country near the Euripus, not unjustly; for we lost lovely youth
facing the rough cloud of war.
X
ON THE ERETRIAN EXILES IN PERSIA
PLATO
We who of old left the booming surge of the Aegean lie here in the
mid-plain of Ecbatana: fare thou well, renowned Eretria once our
country, farewell Athens nigh to Euboea, farewell dear sea.
XI
ON THE SAME
PLATO
We are Eretrians of Euboea by blood, but we lie near Susa, alas! how
far from our own land.
XII
ON AESCHYLUS
AESCHYLUS
Aeschylus son of Euphorion the Athenian this monument hides, who died
in wheat-bearing Gela; but of his approved valour the Marathonian
grove may tell, and the deep-haired Mede who knew it.
XIII
ON AN EMPTY TOMB IN TRACHIS
EUPHORION
Not rocky Trachis covers over thy white bones, nor this stone with her
dark-blue lettering; but them the Icarian wave dashes about the
shingle of Doliche and steep Dracanon; and I, this empty earth, for
old friendship with Polymedes, am heaped among the thirsty herbage of
Dryopis.
XIV
ON THE GRAVE OF AN ATHENIAN AT MEROË
AUTHOR UNKNOWN
Straight is the descent to Hades, whether thou wert to go from Athens
or takest thy journey from Meroë; let it not vex thee to have died so
far away from home; from all lands the wind that blows to Hades is but
one.
XV
ON THE GRAVE OF AN ATHENIAN WOMAN AT CYZICUS
ERYCIUS
I am an Athenian woman; for that was my city; but from Athens the
wasting war-god of the Italians plundered me long ago and made a Roman
citizen; and now that I am dead, seagirt Cyzicus wraps my bones. Fare
thou well, O land that nurturedst me, and thou that thereafter didst
hold me, and thou that at last hast taken me to thy breast.
XVI
ON A SHIPWRECKED SAILOR
PLATO
I am the tomb of one shipwrecked; and that opposite me, of a
husbandman; for a common Hades lies beneath sea and earth.
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