Living
Book IX, 284
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. III, 1917)
What inhabitants, O luckless city, hast thou received, and in place of whom? Alas for the great calamity to Greece! Would, Corinth, thou didst lie lower than the ground and more desert than the Libyan sands, rather than that wholly abandoned to such a crowd of scoundrelly slaves, thou shouldst vex the bones of the ancient Bacchiadae!
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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