Religion
Book VI, 228
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. I, 1916)
Alcon did not lead to the bloody axe his labouring ox worn out by the furrows and old age, for he reverenced it for its service; and now somewhere in the deep meadow grass it lows rejoicing in its release from the plough.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
Codex Note
Ascribed to Addaeus of Macedon.
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