Death & Dying
Book VII, 420
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. II, 1917)
Ye Hopes of men, light goddesses—for never, were ye not so, had Hades, who bringeth our strength to naught, covered Lesbon, once as blest as the Great King—yea, ye Hopes and ye Loves too, lightest of all deities, farewell! And ye, the flutes he once breathed in must lie dumb and unheard; for Acheron knoweth no troops of musicians. The city of Cos, to distinguish it from an earlier capital of the island, was known as Cos Meropis.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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Athens, Diotimus of. “Book VII, 420.” Translated by W. R. Paton. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/diotimus-athens/0/.
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Athens, Diotimus of. “Book VII, 420.” Translated by W. R. Paton. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/diotimus-athens/0/.