The Grave of Sophocles

From the Greek by William M. Hardinge TENDERLY, ivy, on Sophocles’ grave—right tenderly—twine Garlanding over the mound network of delicate green. Everywhere flourish the flower of the rose, and the clustering vine Pour out its branches around, wet with their glistering sheen. All for the sake of the wisdom and grace it was his to combine; Priest of the gay and profound, sweetest of singers terrene.

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V. Death and Bereavement

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  • From the Greek by William M. Hardinge TENDERLY, ivy, on Sophocles’ grave—right tenderly—twine Garlanding over the mound network of delicate green. Everywhere flourish the flower of the rose, and the clustering vine Pour out its branches around, wet with their glistering sheen. All for the sake...