Death & Dying
In Limine Portus (Mackail)
Translated by J. W. Mackail (1890) · From Select Epigrams from the Greek Anthology (1890)
Already almost in touch of my native land, "To-morrow," I said, "the wind that has set so long against me will abate"; not yet had the speech died on my lip, and the sea was even as Hades, and that light word broke me down. Beware of every speech with to-morrow in it; not even small things escape the Nemesis that avenges the tongue.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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Byzantium, Antiphilus of. “In Limine Portus (Mackail).” Translated by J. W. Mackail. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/antiphilus/54/.
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Byzantium, Antiphilus of. “In Limine Portus (Mackail).” Translated by J. W. Mackail. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/antiphilus/54/.
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