Far from Italy, far from my native Tarentum I lie; and this is the worst of it—worse than death. An exile's life is no life. But the Muses loved me. For my suffering they gave me a honeyed gift: My name survives me. Thanks to the sweet Muses Leonidas will echo throughout all time.


From The Greek Anthology (1973), Peter Jay, ed., no. 189

Leonidas of Tarentum Quotes

Far from Italy, far from my native Tarentum I lie; and this is the worst of it—worse than death. An exile's life is no life. But the Muses loved...

Far from Italy, far from my native Tarentum I lie; and this is the worst of it—worse than death. An exile's life is no life. But the Muses loved...

Far from Italy, far from my native Tarentum I lie; and this is the worst of it—worse than death. An exile's life is no life. But the Muses loved...

Far from Italy, far from my native Tarentum I lie; and this is the worst of it—worse than death. An exile's life is no life. But the Muses loved...