Death & Dying
Book VII, 223
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. II, 1917)
The castanet dancer Aristion, who used to toss her hair among the pines in honour of Cybele, carried away by the music of the horned flute; she who could empty one upon the other three cups of untempered wine, rests here beneath the poplars, no more taking delight in love and the fatigue of the night-festivals. A long farewell to revels and frenzy! It lies low, the holy head that was covered erst by garlands of flowers.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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