Faults are beauties in a lover's eye.
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Trying will do anything in this world.
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Verily, great grace may go with a little gift; and precious are all things that come from a friend.
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For a Statue of the Muses
To you this marble statue, maids divine,
Xenocles raised, one tribute unto nine.
Your votary all admit him: by this skill
He gat him fame: and you he honours still.
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For a Tripod Erected by Damoteles to Bacchus
The precentor Damoteles, Bacchus, exalts
Your tripod, and, sweetest of deities, you.
He was champion of men, if his boyhood had faults;
And he ever loved honour and seemliness too.
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Epitaph of Cleita, Nurse of Medeius
The babe Medeius to his Thracian nurse
This stone-inscribed To Cleita-reared in the midhighway.
Her modest virtues oft shall men rehearse;
Who doubts it? Is not 'Cleita's worth' a proverb to this day?
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Ortho's Epitaph
Friend, Ortho of Syracuse gives thee this charge:
Never venture out, drunk, on a wild winter's night.
I did so and died. My possessions were large;
Yet the turf that I'm clad with is strange to me quite.
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Epitaph of Eurymedon
Thou hast gone to the grave, and abandoned thy son
Yet a babe, thy own manhood but scarcely begun.
Thou art throned among gods: and thy country will take
Thy child to her heart, for his brave father's sake.
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Epitaph of Eurymedon
Thou hast gone to the grave, and abandoned thy son
Yet a babe, thy own manhood but scarcely begun.
Thou art throned among gods: and thy country will take
Thy child to her heart, for his brave father's sake.
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To Archilochus
Pause, and scan well Archilochus, the bard of elder days.
By east and west
Alike's confest
The mighty lyrist's praise.
Delian Apollo loved him well, and well the sister-choir:
His songs were fraught
With subtle thought,
And matchless was his lyre.
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