We say indeed that the good man…will be especially sufficient unto himself for good living, and above all other men will have least need of anyone else…So then he will mourn least of all, and bear such things very calmly, when some such occurrence comes his way…So we will be right if we take laments away from distinguished men and give them over to women – and to not very good women at that.

Tears were the portion that the Fates spun out

at birth for Hecuba and the Trojan women.

But you, Dion, had built a monument

of noble actions, when the gods spilled

your fair-flowing hopes upon the ground.

You lie there now, in the spacious earth

of your fatherland, praised by citizens. Dion,

you who drove my heart mad with love.