Death & Dying
Book VIII, 132: On the Same
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. II, 1917)
Amphilochus in ripe old age gladly went to lie beside his wife and son. Happy he was, and noble, powerful of speech, the support of all—his relatives, the pious, the noble, the learned—lavish of excellent discourse. Lo, my friend, the epitaph written by one of thy comrades.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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Nazianzus, Gregory of. “Book VIII, 132: On the Same.” Translated by W. R. Paton. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/gregory-nazianzus/137/.
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Nazianzus, Gregory of. “Book VIII, 132: On the Same.” Translated by W. R. Paton. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/gregory-nazianzus/137/.
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