Death & Dying
Book XVI, 266: On the Same
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. V, 1918)
Waste away, starting from thy wretched nails, all-devouring Momus; waste and gnash thy poisoned jaws. They tell who thou art, those stretched sinews and the veins of thy limbs, and their dying strength devoid of flesh, and the harsh locks that hang over thy wrinkled forehead (one line missing). ‘Tell me, who fashioned thee so, the living plague of men, not leaving a place for thy teeth to fasten on?
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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