In this tomb—ornately designed, <br />the whole of syenite stone, <br />covered by so many violets, so many lilies— <br />lies handsome Evrion, <br />an Alexandrian, twenty-five years old. <br />On his father's side, he was of old Macedonian stock, <br />on his mother's side, descended from a line of magistrates. <br />He studied philosophy with Aristokleitos, <br />rhetoric with Paros, and at Thebes <br />the sacred scriptures. He wrote a history <br />of the province of Arsinoites. That at least will survive. <br />But we've lost what was really precious: his form— <br />like a vision of Apollo.<br /><br />Constantine P. Cavafy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tomb-of-evrion/
