Anna's lament over her early death and mourning family
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The work opens with a first-person epigram spoken by Anna (or a persona speaking as Anna), who laments that death cut short her life at twenty-three, leaving her widowed, childless, and mourned by her aged parents and noble brothers.
Even though swift doom quenched the lamp of my life and stripped my torch of its light, the evil spirit, in the frenzy of his malice, still managed to make my whole life wretched.He made me a widow when my breast had only begun to rise, and I never looked on a lovely child at play, a sweet delight to its parents, held in their arms.So unbearable grief overcame me with the fierce fire of wasting.In my twenty-third year this tomb, which hosts our family, took me in.Here my aged parents wove a lament for all to hear, tearing their grey hair, and the company of noble brothers groaned, fondly remembering the splendor of Anna's beauty.