Arts & Sciences
Book XVI, 93: On the Same
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. V, 1918)
I slew the vast wild beast of Nemea, I slew the hydra and the bull, and smashed the jaw of the boar; when I had torn off the girdle I took the horses of Diomede. After plucking the golden apples I captured Geryon. Augeas learnt to know me, the hind did not escape me, and I killed the birds. I led Cerberus, and myself dwell in Olympus.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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Thessalonica, Philippus of. “Book XVI, 93: On the Same.” Translated by W. R. Paton. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/philippus-thessalonica/73/.
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