God's philosophical and so can wait
For the blasphemer and the reprobate
He calmly chalks their crimes up on his slate.
Palladas of Alexandria Sayings : Gillian Hammerton.
Palladas (flourished 4th century AD) was a Greek poet, who lived in Alexandria, Egypt. All that is known about this poet has been deduced from his 151 epigrams preserved in the Anthologia Graeca a collection of poems, mostly epigrams, that span the classical and Byzantine periods of Greek literature. Most of the material of the Greek Anthology comes from two manuscripts, the Palatine Anthology of the 10th century and the Anthology of Planudes (or Planudean Anthology) of the 14th century.
Thursday 26 April 2012
An Epigram Written by Palladas of Alexandria,4th Century AD
Ignorant of all logic and all law
Fortune follows her own blind course,
Kind to the criminal,trampling on the just,
Flaunting her irrational,brute force.
Fortune follows her own blind course,
Kind to the criminal,trampling on the just,
Flaunting her irrational,brute force.
An Epigram Written by Palladas of Alexandria,4th Century AD
It's no great step for a poor man to the grave
He lived his life out only half alive.
But when the man of plenty nears the end of his,
Deathyawns beneath him like a precipice.
He lived his life out only half alive.
But when the man of plenty nears the end of his,
Deathyawns beneath him like a precipice.
Wednesday 25 April 2012
An Epigram Written by Palladas of Alexandria,4th Century AD
I swore a thousand times to write no more epigrams, for I attracted the enmity of many morons. But whenever I look upon the face of Paphlagonian Pantagathos, I can't fend off the disease.
An Epigram Written by Palladas of Alexandria,4th Century AD
Women jeer at me for being old; telling me
to look in the mirror at my life's remnant.
But whether I have white hair, or black,
I don't care, approaching my life's end.
With sweet-scented oils and lovely-leaved garlands
and Bacchus I end painful thoughts.
to look in the mirror at my life's remnant.
But whether I have white hair, or black,
I don't care, approaching my life's end.
With sweet-scented oils and lovely-leaved garlands
and Bacchus I end painful thoughts.
An Epigram Written by Palladas of Alexandria,4th Century AD
To praise is best, and blame is the cause of hatred;
But to bad-mouth someone is Attic honey.
But to bad-mouth someone is Attic honey.
An Epigram Written by Palladas of Alexandria,4th Century AD
Is this to be judged by age, then?
But not even age has respite from Aphrodite's frenzies.
So we trust in oaths and religion;
But after the oaths she can seek twelve gods--newer ones.
But not even age has respite from Aphrodite's frenzies.
So we trust in oaths and religion;
But after the oaths she can seek twelve gods--newer ones.
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