Death & Dying
Book VII, 401
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. II, 1917)
The tomb above his odious head crushes the bones of the scoundrel who lies in this unhappy earth; it crushes the protruding breast and the unsavoury sawlike teeth and the servilely fettered legs and hairless head, the half consumed remains of Eunicides still full of green putrescence. O earth, who hast espoused an evil bridegroom, rest not light or thinly-sprinkled on the ashes of the deformed being.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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