Epigram LXII. — On Glaucias, cut off by an untimely Death

Glad youth verging upon thy sixteenth year already was encircling thy soft cheeks with down, young Glaucias. And already thou hadst ceased to seem boy or maid indifferently when the day came too hurriedly and bare off all thy comeliness. Yet neither shalt thou join company with the common throng of dead, nor shalt thou, a piteous shade, dread the Stygian pools, but thou shalt go thither as Persephone's Adonis, the son of Cinyras, or thou shalt be the Ganymede of Elysian Jove.