DIOGENES LAERTIUS.
- Book ViI., Epigram 129.
A noble wish was thine, nobly pursued,
O Zeno, when the tyrant thou would'st slay,
Hellas to free from her forced servitude.
But ah! thou wert the slain; the conqueror, he,
He crushed thee into dust—what do I say?
Thy body did he crush, but never thee!
