Type 33764
| Μυζῶσιν, ἄναξ, ὡς βδέλαι σοῦ τὰ βέλη· | |
| καὶ λειποδρανεῖς ἐξ ἀνηκέστου πάθους, | |
| τὴν πευκεδανὴν ἐν ψυχῇ βαλὼν λύπην. |
| Text source | J. Bértola 2021, Ephraim of Ainos at work: a cycle of epigrams in the margins of Niketas Choniates, Byzantinische Zeitschrift, 114(3), 929-1000: 990 |
| Text status | Text completely known |
| Editorial status | Critical text |
| Genre(s) | Text-related epigram |
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| Metre(s) | Dodecasyllable |
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| Translation(s) |
King, the arrows suck your blood as leeches, and you lose your strength from an incurable suffering as you throw a piercing grief in your heart. |
| Comment | The poem comments on Niketas Choniates' History 183.66-71. |
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| Number of verses | 3 |
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Last modified: 2026-01-19.
