Death & Dying
Book VII, 423
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. II, 1917)
The jay, stranger, will tell you I was ever a woman of many words, ever talkative, and the cup that I was of a convivial habit. The bow proclaims me Cretan, the wool a good workwoman, and the snood that tied up my hair shows that I was grey-headed. Such was the Bittis that this tomb with its stele covers, the wedded wife of . . . But, hail, good sir, and do us who are gone to Hades the favour to bid us hail likewise in return.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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