Arts & Sciences
Book XVI, 40
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. V, 1918)
Not only three Fortunes should be thy neighbours, Crispus, because of the great riches of thy heart, but all the fortunes of all the world; for to so great a man what honour shall suffice for his infinite benevolence to his friends? But now may Caesar, who is even more powerful than these Fortunes, raise thee to higher dignities. What fortune stands firm without him?
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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Mytilene, Crinagoras of. “Book XVI, 40.” Translated by W. R. Paton. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/crinagoras/47/.
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