Social Commentaries
Book XI, 211
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. IV, 1918)
When Calpurnius the soldier saw the battle by the ships painted on a wall, as is the custom, the warrior lay stretched out pulseless and pale, calling out, “ Quarter, ye Trojans dear to Ares.” Then he enquired if he had been wounded, and with difficulty believed he was alive when he had agreed to pay ransom to the wall.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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