Mythology & Folklore
Book XVI, 103: On a Statue of Heracles
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. V, 1918)
Heracles, where is thy great club, where thy Nemean cloak and thy quiver full of arrows, where is thy stern glower? Why did Lysippus mould thee thus with dejected visage and alloy the bronze with pain? Thou art in distress, stripped of thy arms? Who was it that laid thee low? Winged Love, of a truth one of thy heavy labours.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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Geminus. “Book XVI, 103: On a Statue of Heracles.” Translated by W. R. Paton. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/geminus/6/.
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Geminus. “Book XVI, 103: On a Statue of Heracles.” Translated by W. R. Paton. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/geminus/6/.
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