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With difficulty I read upon this ancient stone

“O Lo[r]d Jesus Christ.” I can just discern a “So[u]l.”

“In the mon[th] of Hathor” “Leuciu[s] went to his re[s]t.”

Where they record his age “The span of years he li[ve]d”

the Kappa Zeta is proof that he went to his rest a youth.

Amidst the erosion I see “Hi[m] … Alexandrian.”

Then there are three lines radically cut short;

but some words I can make out— like “our t[e]ars,” “the pain,”

“tears” again further down, and “grief for [u]s, his [f]riends.”

In love, it seems to me, Leucius was greatly blessed.

In the month of Hathor Leucius went to his rest.

[1917; 1917]