53. On the Death of Scorpus
S CORPUS am I, the charioteer
Who gained a glorious name,
The noisy circus held me dear,
But ah, how brief my fame!
At twenty-seven my course was done,
For Lachesis, cajoled
By counting up the palms I won,
Had thought that I was old.
Who gained a glorious name,
The noisy circus held me dear,
But ah, how brief my fame!
At twenty-seven my course was done,
For Lachesis, cajoled
By counting up the palms I won,
Had thought that I was old.
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