At non plebeio fumare Menoecea busto rex genitor Thebaeque sinunt, nec robora vilem struxerunt de more rogum, sed bellicus agger curribus et clipeis Graiorumque omnibus armis sternitur; hostiles super ipse, ut victor, acervos pacifera lauro crinem vittisque decorus accubat: haud aliter quam cum poscentibus astris laetus in accensa iacuit Tirynthius Oeta.
But the king his father and Thebes do not suffer Menoeceus to smoke on a plebeian mound nor did timbers build up a common, ordinary pyre; but a warlike pile is strewn with chariots and shields and all the arms of the Greeks. Himself, as victor, his hair adorned with peace-bearing laurel and fillets, lies upon the hostile heaps, not otherwise than the Tirynthian lay joyfully on kindled Oeta as the stars claimed him.
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