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To 1 heon from his son Theon

(Tubil8, 2nd century A.D.) Theon to his father Theon greetings. An- other Fine thing it was, father, not to take me to town.

I will not write, or speak, or settle down, Unless you take me to Alexandria. Mother Said to Archelaus: "I can't tell You how he upsets me. Take him away." I beg you, send for me. Until that day I will not eat, or drink. There now. Fare- we:

This voice, charged with a. child's longing, a child's rage,

Called eighteen centuries ago From the sands by the Nile's green glow. There is an Alexandria for every age.

C. A. TRYPANIS