XV
The Grave of Eurymedon.
Wayfarer, I shall know whether thou dost reverence the good, or whether the coward is held by thee in the same esteem. ‘Hail to this tomb,’ thou wilt say, for light it lies above the holy head of Eurymedon.
XVI
For a statue of Anacreon.
Mark well this statue, stranger, and say, when thou hast returned to thy home, ‘In Teos I beheld the statue of Anacreon, who surely excelled all the singers of times past.’ And if thou dost add that he delighted in the young, thou wilt truly paint all the man.
XVII
For a statue of Epicharmus.
Dorian is the strain, and Dorian the man we sing; he that first devised Comedy, even Epicharmus. O Bacchus, here in bronze (as the man is now no more) they have erected his statue, the colonists [165] that dwell in Syracuse, to the honour of one that was their fellow-citizen. Yea, for a gift he gave, wherefore we should be mindful thereof and pay him what wage we may, for many maxims he spoke that were serviceable to the life of all men. Great thanks be his.
XVIII
The Grave of Cleita.
The little Medeus has raised this tomb by the wayside to the memory of his Thracian nurse, and has added the inscription—
Here lies Cleita.
The woman will have this recompense for all her careful nurture of the boy,—and why?—because she was serviceable even to the end.