An Empty Tomb Poem by Callimachus

An Empty Tomb



Had never vessel cross'd the main,
Our present grief had been in vain;
But we for Sopolis must weep,
Now plung'd beneath the whelming deep:
The surges toss his breathless frame;
An empty tomb preserves his name

Thursday, January 14, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: sadness
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Callimachus

Callimachus

Cyrene, Ancient Libya
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