YE Columns and my Sirens, and thou funereal jar Holding the little ash that now is I, To all who pass give greeting, no matter if they are My countrymen or from another sky: 'My father called me Baucis', say: say 'Telos was my home.' And tell them I was buried here, a bride, That all may know: and name the friend who thus inscribed my tomb, Erinna; she was always at my side. |