Epigrams, Fragments, 
(i think) that one of them had gnawed 
his adverfary’s heat to the fkull. 
I have, in a former Number, touched 
ona fubjeé& clofely connected with that 
of the foregoing obfervations, and will 
now offer to the reader a few more ex- 
amples of the monumental infcriptions of 
the Greeks, among which will be found 
fome of the bet and moft affeéting epi- 
grams that have come down tous. On 
the fame melancholy occafion which dic- 
tated a beautiful little poem of Meleager’s 
(a tranflation of which I prefented in that 
Paper), I have met with another fcarcely 
inferior by the poetefs Erinne. 
Nupepas Bavnidog eis. 
ZT mark the fpot where Delia’s athes lie. 
Whoe’er thouart that paffes filent by - 
This fimple column, grac’d by many a teary 
Call the fierce Monarch of the Shades fe- 
vere, 
Thefe myftic ornaments too plainly fhew 
The cruel fate of her who lies below. 
With the fametorch that Hymen gladly led 
Th’ expe€ting virgin to the genial bed, 
Her weeping hufband lit the fun’ral pyre, 
And faw the dreary flames of death afpire. 
‘Thou too, oh Hymen! bad’ft the jocund 
lay 
‘That hail’d thy feftive feafon, die away, 
Chang’d for the fighs of woe, and groans of 
deep difmay. 
Tt is worth while to obferve the allufion 
in this epigram to another cuftom of the 
Greeks, who frequently adorned the tomb 
with fome fymbols indicative of the pecu- 
liar circumftances attending the death of 
the deceafed. 
The affecting incident of an unfortu- 
hate woman dv'ng in a foreign land, fur- 
rounded by fi, hgers, is preferved in the 
following lines. f Tymnes, who has ac- 
companied it with the excellent confolation 
of philofophy. Philznis was a native of 
Egypt, and died in Crete at the town of 
Eleutherne. 
My cot vouTo S1Aaiy, 
Grieve not, Philznis, tho’ condemn’d to die 
Far from thy parent land and native fxy, 
Tho” ftrangers hands muft raife thy funeral 
pile, 
And Jay thy athes ina foreign ifle. 
To allon death’s laft dreary journey bound 
The road is equal, and alike the ground. 
We 2re unacquainted with the author 
of the following epigram, the thoughts of 
which are affeting and beautiful. Ihave 
added to it a tranflation of a few lines pre- 
ferved to us from the works of Anti- 
phanes, which are very applicable to the 
fubjest we are upon, and contains one of 
the mof cheerful grounds of confolation 
é'c., from the Greek. 
which religion allows us to indulge upon 
the death of friends :— 
ThevOes Se prerping Tag MpornKovTAs PiABSe 
When thofe whom love and blood endear 
Lie cold upon the funeral bier, 
How fruitlefs are our tears of woe, 
How vain the grief that bids them flow $ 
Thofe friends lamented are not dead, 
But gone the path we all muft tread : 
They only to that diftant fhore 
Where all muftgo, have fail’d before. 
Shine but to-morrow’s Sun, and we 
(Compell’d by equal deftiny ) 
To the fame inn fhall come, where they 
To welcome our arrival ftay. 
[March 7, 
The following epigram (which in the 
original is addreffed to one Sabinus, but 
by whom is uncertain), and the fucceed- 
ing one b » on the death of a 
friend drown’d at fea, are marked with 
a degree of fenfibility which renders them 
worthy of obfervation :— 
Tero To Huerepoy uvmeniov EcSAE Dawe, 
How often, Lycid, will Ibathe with tears 
This little ftone which our great love en- 
dears ; 
But you, rememb’ring what to me you owe, 
Drink not of Lethe in the fhades below. 
NeHere pound eyevovro Oows veeg. 
Oh had no vent’rous keel defied the deep, 
Then had not Lycid floated on the brine. 
For him, the youth belov’d, we pafling 
weep, 
A name lamented, and an empty fhrine. 
The former of thefe epigrams is inte- 
refting in another light, as having proba- 
bly fuggefted to Dr. Jortin an idea con- 
tained in one of the mot beautiful Latin 
poems of this defcription that I recollect 
to have met with in modern poetry :— 
Que te fub tenera rapuerunt, Peta, juvent2; 
O, utinam me crudelia fata vocent : 
Ut linquam terras invifaque lumina folis 5 
Utque tuus rurfim corpore fim pofito. 
Te fequar ; obfcurum per iter dux ibit eunti 
Fidus amor, tenebras lampade difcutiens. 
Tu cave Lethco contingas ora liquore 5 
Et citd venturi fis memot, oro, Viri. 
I have attempted the following tranfla. 
tion :— 
O might the cruel Death which ravifh’d 
thee 
In youth’s foft prime, my Peta, call on 
me, 
That I may leave this earth, this hated light, 
To dwell with thee amidft the realms of 
night ! 
I'll follow thee ; Love thro’ obfcureft hell 
Shal! guide, and with his torch the fhades 
difpel. 
But oh, beware the touch of Letbe’s wave! 
Remember him who haftens to thy grave ! 
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