Death & Dying
Book VII, 531
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. II, 1917)
The very mother who bore thee, Demetrius, gave thee death when forgetful of thy duty thou didst fly, driving the’ sword into thy flanks. Holding the steel that reeked with her son’s blood, gnashing her teeth, foaming at the mouth, and looking askance like a Spartan woman as she was, she exclaimed “Leave the Eurotas; go to Tartarus. Since thou couldst fly like a coward, thou art neither mine nor Sparta’s.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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