Mythology & Folklore
Book XVI, 52
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. V, 1918)
Perhaps, O stranger, seeing me thus with a belly like a bull and with solidly built limbs, like a second Atlas, thou marvellest, doubting if I am of mortal nature. But know that I am Heras of Laodicea, the all-round fighter, crowned by Smyrna and the oak of Pergamus, by Delphi, Corinth, Elis, Argos, and Actium. But if thou enquirest as to my victories in other contests thou shalt number also the sands of Libya.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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Thessalonica, Philippus of. “Book XVI, 52.” Translated by W. R. Paton. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/philippus-thessalonica/71/.
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Thessalonica, Philippus of. “Book XVI, 52.” Translated by W. R. Paton. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/philippus-thessalonica/71/.
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