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The Dead Scholar (Mackail)
Translated by J. W. Mackail (1890) · From Select Epigrams from the Greek Anthology (1890)
One told me of thy fate, Heraclitus, and wrung me to tears, and I remembered how often both of us let the sun sink as we talked; but thou, methinks, O friend from Halicarnassus, art ashes long and long ago; yet thy nightingale-notes live, whereon Hades the ravisher of all things shall not lay his hand.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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Callimachus. “The Dead Scholar (Mackail).” Translated by J. W. Mackail. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/callimachus/81/.
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Callimachus. “The Dead Scholar (Mackail).” Translated by J. W. Mackail. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/callimachus/81/.
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