Living
Maxims of Theognis: Now even on wings am
Translated by Rev. J. Banks (Bohn, 1856) · From Hesiod, Callimachus and Theognis (Bohn, 1856)
Now even on wings am I uplifted, like a bird from a vast marsh, having escaped from a base man, and having dragged away my neck. But you, when you have lost my friendship, will afterwards be sensible of my prudence, no matter who it was that counselled you concerning me, and bade you go away and abandon my friendship.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
Codex Note
Literal prose translation by the Rev. J. Banks (Bohn, 1856), printed as prose: the plain-sense companion to Frere’s verse version. Banks’s hyphenated compounds are his own.
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MLA
Megara, Theognis of. “Maxims of Theognis: Now even on wings am.” Translated by Rev. J. Banks. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/theognis/329/.
Chicago
Megara, Theognis of. “Maxims of Theognis: Now even on wings am.” Translated by Rev. J. Banks. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/theognis/329/.
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