Translation Of The Epitaph On Virgil And Tibullus
By Domitius Marsus
He who sublime in epic numbers roll’d, And he who struck the softer lyre of love, By Death’s unequal hand alike controll’d, Fit comrades in Elysian regions move!
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He who sublime in epic numbers roll’d, And he who struck the softer lyre of love, By Death’s unequal hand alike controll’d, Fit comrades in Elysian regions move!
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