XLVI FIRST LOVE MELEAGER Tears I give to thee even below with earth between us, Heliodora, such relic of love as may pass to Hades, tears sorely wept; and on thy much-wailed tomb I pour the libation of my longing, the memorial of my affection. Piteously, piteously, I Meleager make lamentation for thee, my dear, even among the dead, an idle gift to Acheron. Woe's me, where is my cherished flower? Hades plucked her, plucked her and marred the freshly-blown blossom with his dust. But I beseech thee, Earth, that nurturest all, gently to clasp her, the all-lamented, O mother, to thy breast. XLVII FIRST FRIENDSHIP AUTHOR UNKNOWN Ah blessed one, dearest companion of the immortal Muses, fare thou well even in the house of Hades, Callimachus. XLVIII STREWINGS FOR GRAVES AUTHOR UNKNOWN May flowers grow thick on thy newly-built tomb, not the dry bramble, not the evil weed, but violets and margerain and wet narcissus, Vibius, and around thee may all be roses. XLIX DIMITTE MORTUOS PAULUS SILENTIARIUS My name--Why this?--and my country--And to what end this?--and I am of illustrious race--Yea, if thou hadst been of the obscurest?--Having lived nobly I left life--If ignobly?--and I lie here now--Who art thou that sayest this, and to whom? L MORS IMMORTALIS AUTHOR UNKNOWN I died, but I await thee; and thou too shalt await some one else: one Death receives all mortals alike. LI THE LIGHT OF THE DEAD PLATO Morning Star that once didst shine among the living, now deceased thou shinest the Evening Star among the dead. CHAPTER XII LIFE I THE JOY OF YOUTH RUFINUS Let us bathe, Prodice, and garland ourselves, and drain unmixed wine, lifting larger cups; little is our life of gladness, then old age will stop the rest, and death is the end. II THE USE OF LIFE NICARCHUS Must I not die? what matters it to me whether I depart to Hades gouty or fleet of foot? for many will carry me; let me become lame, for hardly on their account need I ever cease from revelling. III VAIN RICHES ANTIPHANES