Death & Dying
Book VII, 79: On Heraclitus of Ephesus
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. II, 1917)
A. “Sir, I am Heraclitus, and assert that I alone discovered wisdom, and my services to my country were better than wisdom. Ay Sir; for I assailed even my own parents, evil-minded folks, with contumely.” B. “A fine return for thy bringing up!” A. “Be off!” B. “Don’t be rough.” A. “Because you may soon hear something rougher than my people heard from me.” B. “Farewell.” A. “And you get out of Ephesus.”
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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Gadara, Meleager of. “Book VII, 79: On Heraclitus of Ephesus.” Translated by W. R. Paton. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/meleager/50/.
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Gadara, Meleager of. “Book VII, 79: On Heraclitus of Ephesus.” Translated by W. R. Paton. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/meleager/50/.
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