Death & Dying
Parentalia II. — Aemilia Aeonia, my Mother
Translated by Hugh G. Evelyn-White (1919–21) · From Book IV. — Parentalia
Next will I sing of you, Aeonia, who gave me birth, in whom was mingled the blood of a mother from Tarbellae and of an Aeduan father. In you was found every virtue of a duteous wife, chastity renowned, hands busy spinning wool, truth to your bridal vows, pains to bring up your children: sedate were you yet friendly, sober yet bright. Now that for ever you embrace your husband's peaceful shade, still cheer in death his tomb, as once in life you cheered his bed.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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Ausonius, Decimus Magnus. “Parentalia II. — Aemilia Aeonia, my Mother.” Translated by Hugh G. Evelyn-White. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/ausonius/10/.
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Ausonius, Decimus Magnus. “Parentalia II. — Aemilia Aeonia, my Mother.” Translated by Hugh G. Evelyn-White. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/ausonius/10/.
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