|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: 986|
|Text status||Text completely known|
|Editorial status||Critical text|
Emperor, charioteer, bearer of light,
your course now turns to the West.
For an excellent couple of the quadriga
of your first-begotten and purple-born sons,
the sickle of hell, the trace-horse of power,
cut and led to the doors of darkness.
And the inevitable wheel of death again,
as a brake for your chariot,
shot the sharp arrow from your quiver
anointed with poison destructive of life.
And the arrowhead of destruction scrapes your knuckles,
with which you direct well the bridles of government,
with which you hold the goad of government
and the red-dyed pen as the king you are,
and you royally bestow on your subjects
abundant gifts at all times.
Against you truly marched the commanders
death, hell and destruction, three times evil,
and overcame you, oh, oh, such a loss!
|Comment||The poem comments on Niketas Choniates' History 38.13–23.|
|Number of verses||19|
|Identification||Vassis ICB 2005, 76: "Scholium in Nicetae Choniatae historiam"|