I am a brazen maiden lying here
Upon the tomb of Midas. And as long
As water flows, as trees are green with leaves,
As the sun shines and eke the silver moon,
As long as rivers flow, and billows roar,
So long will I upon this much wept tomb,
Tell passers by, "Midas" lies buried here.
[from the inscription of the thumb of Midas]
*according to Diogenes Laertius written by the Greek poet Cleobulus of Lindos, one of the Seven Sages of Greece
