Eubule by Antiphilus of Byzantium

Eubule, craving Heaven’s will to know,
Would poise a pebble. Wished she to hear no,
The stone was ponderous past all belief;
If yes, ’twas lighter than a withered leaf.
And did the divination prove at fault,
“Phoebus,” she’d say, “thou art not worth thy salt.”

From: Tomson, Graham R. (ed.), Selections from the Greek Anthology, 1895, Walter Scott: London, p. 67.

Date: ?

By: Antiphilus of Byzantium (fl. 53)

Translated by: Richard Garnett (1835-1906)

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