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Epigram XLIII. — On Thrasybulus the Lacedaemonian who fell fighting most bravely
Translated by Hugh G. Evelyn-White (1919–21) · From Book XIX. — Epigrams of Ausonius on Various Matters
That thou receivest seven gashes all in front, that thou art borne, Thrasybulus, upon thy shield, this grieves not thy sire, but adds greater glory to Pitana. Rare is the opportunity of so fair a death. After thy comrades laid thee upon the mournful bier, these words did thy stout-hearted sire pronounce: "Weep ye for others: a son needs not any tears, being mine, so glorious, and a Spartan."
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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Ausonius, Decimus Magnus. “Epigram XLIII. — On Thrasybulus the Lacedaemonian who fell fighting most bravely.” Translated by Hugh G. Evelyn-White. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/ausonius/246/.
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Ausonius, Decimus Magnus. “Epigram XLIII. — On Thrasybulus the Lacedaemonian who fell fighting most bravely.” Translated by Hugh G. Evelyn-White. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/ausonius/246/.
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