Poesi

When they saw Patroklos dead
– so brave and strong, so young –
the horses of Achilles began to weep:
their immortal natures were outraged
by this work of death they had to look at.
They reared their heads, tossed their manes,
beat the ground with their hooves,
and mourned Patroklos, seeing him lifeless, destroyed,
now mere flesh only, his spirit gone,
defenseless, without breath,
turned back from life to the great Nothingness.

C.P. Cavafy

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