Death & Dying
Book VIII, 159: On Maxentius
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. II, 1917)
I, Maxentius, was born of noble blood ; I stood in the Emperor’s Court, I was puffed up by vainglory. But when Christ called me, throwing all to the winds, I walked, stimulated by love for him, in many ways of life, until I found the steadfast one. I wasted my body for Christ by many hardships, and now flew up lightly from here.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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Nazianzus, Gregory of. “Book VIII, 159: On Maxentius.” Translated by W. R. Paton. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/gregory-nazianzus/164/.
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Nazianzus, Gregory of. “Book VIII, 159: On Maxentius.” Translated by W. R. Paton. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/gregory-nazianzus/164/.
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