Death & Dying
Book VII, 338
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. II, 1917)
Here stand I, O Pericles, son of Archias, the stone stele, a record of thy chase. All are carved about thy monument; thy horses, darts, dogs, stakes and the nets on them. Alas they are all of stone; the wild creatures run about free, but thou aged only twenty sleepest the sleep from which there is no awakening.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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