Death & Dying
Book VII, 554
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. II, 1917)
The mason Architeles with mourning hands constructed a tomb for Agathanor his son, Alas alas! this stone no chisel cut, but drenched by many tears it crumbled. Thou, tablet, rest lightly on the dead, that he may say “Of a truth it was my father’s hand which placed this stone on me.”
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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Thessalonica, Philippus of. “Book VII, 554.” Translated by W. R. Paton. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/philippus-thessalonica/30/.
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