Death & Dying
Book XIII, 27
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. V, 1918)
Phocus perished in a strange land; for the black ship did not escape or... the waves, but went down into the great deep of the Aegean main when the south-west wind had stirred the sea up from its depths. But in the land of his fathers he got an empty tomb; and by it his mother, Promethis,: like in her suffering to the mournful bird halcyon, bewails evermore her son, calling “aiai,” telling how he perished before his time.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
Codex Note
Paton’s metre label: ‘Tetrameters alternating with hexameters and followed by iambic trimeters’.
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Phalaecus. “Book XIII, 27.” Translated by W. R. Paton. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/phalaecus/3/.
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Phalaecus. “Book XIII, 27.” Translated by W. R. Paton. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/phalaecus/3/.
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