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Here sleeps Saon, of Acanthus, son of Dicon, a holy sleep: say not that the good die.

Callimachus

Someone spoke of your death, Heraclitus. It brought me Tears, and I remembered how often together We ran the sun down with talk... somewhere You've long been dust, my Halicarnassian friend. But your Nightingales live on. Though the Death-world claws at everything, it will not touch them.

Callimachus

They told me, Heraclitus, they told me you were dead,
They brought me bitter news to hear and bitter tears to shed.
I wept, as I remembered, how often you and I
Had tired the sun with talking and sent him down the sky.

Callimachus

Two goddesses now must Cyprus adore;
The Muses are ten, the Graces are four;
Stella's wit is so charming, so sweet her fair face;
She shines a new Venus, a Muse, and a Grace.

Callimachus

O Charidas, what of the under world? Great darkness. And what of the resurrection? A lie. And Pluto? A fable; we perish utterly.

Callimachus

I abhor, too, the roaming lover, nor do I drink from every well; I loathe all things held in common.

Callimachus

You're walking by the tomb of Battiades, Who knew well how to write poetry, and enjoy Laughter at the right moment, over the wine.

Callimachus

Callimachus

Callimachus

Born: 310 BC

Died: 240 BC (aged 70)

Bio: Callimachus was a native of the Greek colony of Cyrene, Libya. He was a noted poet, critic and scholar at the Library of Alexandria and enjoyed the patronage of the Egyptian Greek Pharaohs Ptolemy II Philadelphus and Ptolemy III Euergetes.

Known for:

Aetia
Hecale
Hymn to Demeter
The hymns of Callimachus
Aitia, libri primo e secondo

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