7.2
ANTIPATER OF SIDON
He was Persuasion in a mortal guise,7.13
A mighty voice, a genius who sang
Works that the Muses might have called their own.
This craggy isle of Ios boasts its claim,
For on no other island, only me,
He breathed his sacred last, o wayfarer:
The breath with which he told of Kronos’ son
Of will invincible, Olympus too,
And Ajax mighty at the naumachy,
And Hector dragged upon the Trojan plain
By colts of Pharsalus, Achilles’ team.
If I am small to hold so great a one,
Consider poor bare Ikos, wherein lies
The husband who claimed Thetis as his prize.
LEONIDAS, OR SOME SAY MELEAGER
Young and unwed, a bee among the bards
Who gathered nectar from the Muses’ blooms —
ERINNA, she whom Hades snatched away
To take in marriage. All too apt and true
Those words she sang, that girl, alive and well:
‘You are a jealous one, you lord of Hell.’
Big thanks;)
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