Death & Dying
Book VIII, 216: On Violators of Tombs
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. II, 1917)
I aver I have nothing ; it is a poor corpse that lies here. Do me no injury with thy tomb-slaying hands. This tomb next me never had any gold in it, but yet it was plundered. All is accessible to gold-seekers. Fly from hence, Justice.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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Nazianzus, Gregory of. “Book VIII, 216: On Violators of Tombs.” Translated by W. R. Paton. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/gregory-nazianzus/221/.
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Nazianzus, Gregory of. “Book VIII, 216: On Violators of Tombs.” Translated by W. R. Paton. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/gregory-nazianzus/221/.
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