Living
Book IX, 405
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. III, 1917)
May holy Adrasteia preserve thee, and Nemesis, the maiden who treadeth in our track, she who has cheated many. I fear for thy body’s lovely form, O youth ; for thy mental gifts and the strength of thy divine courage, for thy learning and thy prudent counsel. Such we are told, Drusus, are the children of the blessed immortals.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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