Fame, you visit the races [of men?], and …… eyes … peaceful respite … now for him his sister's husbandhas moved the clear-voiced island beeso that the immortal ornament of the Muses will be at hand as a common joy for men, revealing your excellence to men on earth,… by the will of Victory you have crowned your golden head with blossoms and brought glory to broad Athens and fame to the Oeneidae, when, in Poseidon's far-famed games,you displayed to the Greeks the swift surge of your feet.For when he reached the finish-line of the racecourse, breathing out a storm of hot breath, and again moistened the cloaks of the spectators with olive oil, rushing into the close-packed crowdwhen he rounded the fourth turn of the course, the spokesmen of the wise judges proclaimed him twice an Isthmian victor,and twice in Nemea, beside the sacred altar of Zeus son of Cronus.Glorious Thebes also welcomed him fittingly, and spacious Argos, and Sicyon, and those who dwell in Pellene, and in Euboea rich in grain, and on the holyisland Aegina. Each man seeks a different path on which to walk to attain conspicuous glory; and the forms of knowledge among men are countless.Indeed, a man is skillful if he has a share of honor from the Gracesand blooms with golden hope, or if he has some knowledge of the prophetic art; another man aims his artful bow at boys; others swell their spirits with fields and herds of cattle.The future begets unpredictable results: which way will fortune's scale incline? The finest thing is to be envied by many people as a noble man.I know also the great power of wealth,which makes even a useless man valuable. Why have I steered my song in its straight course so far off the road? Delight is appointed for mortals after victory … of flutes …mix … must …
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Victory, giver of sweet gifts—to you alone the father … seated on high … in golden Olympus,standing beside Zeus, you judge the achievement of excellence for immortals and mortals alike. Be gracious, daughter of Styx with her long hair, the upright judge. For your sakeeven now Metapontion, the city honored by the gods, is filled with delight and with victory processions of young men with fine limbs. They sing the praises of the Pythian victor, the marvellous son of Phaiscus.The Delos-born son of deep-waisted Leto received him with a propitious eye; and many garlands of flowers fell around Alexidamus on the plain of Cirrhabecause of his all-conquering powerful wrestling. The sun did not see him, on that particular day, falling to the ground. And I will declare that in the sacred precinctof revered Pelops, beside the beautiful stream of the Alpheus, if someone had not turned aside the straight path of justice, the gray-green olive for which all compete would have crowned his headas he returned to his fatherland, calf-nurturing Italy. [For down to the earth?] he brought the young man, by his crafty wits, in the the land of lovely choruses. But either a god was responsible, or elsethe wandering judgment of men took the highest honor out of his hands. But now Artemis of the wilds with her golden distaff, the Soother, famous for the bow, gave him shining victory.To her once the son of Abas and his daughters with beautiful robes set up an altar where many prayers are offered. All-powerful Hera drove these daughters in fear from the lovely hallsof Proetus; she yoked their minds to a violent maddening compulsion. For, while still virgins, they entered the sanctuary of the purple-belted goddess,and said that their father far surpassed in wealth the golden-haired consort of holy, widely powerful Zeus. In anger at them, she put a twisted thought into their minds,and they fled to the wooded mountain with terrible screams, leaving behind the city of Tiryns and its god-built streets. For it was now the tenth year since the heroes with their bronze shields, fearless in battle,had left Argos, the city loved by the gods, and lived in Tiryns with their much envied king, because an insurmountable quarrelhad arisen, from a slight beginning, between the brothers Proetus and Acrisius. They were destroying their people with lawless feuding and grievous battles, and the people entreated the sons of Abasthat, since they had as their share a land rich in barley, the younger one should be the founder of Tiryns, before they fell under ruinous compulsion. And Zeus son of Cronus, honoring the race of Danausand of horse-driving Lynceus, was willing to put an end to their hateful woes. And the mighty Cyclopes came, and toiled to build a most beautiful wall for the glorious city, where the godlikefar-famed heroes lived when they had left behind horse-pasturing Argos. It was from Tiryns that the dark-haired unsubdued daughters of Proetus rushed in their flight.And woe overcame Proetus' heart, and an alien thought smote him. He decided to plant a double-edged sword in his chest; but his spearmen restrained himwith calming words and with the force of their hands. For thirteen whole months his daughters roamed wildly through the shadowy forests and fled through sheep-nurturing Arcadia.But when their father came to the beautiful stream of Lusus, he washed his skin with its water and called on Leto's daughter with her crimson headdress, the ox-eyed goddess,stretching his hands to the rays of the steed-swift sun, and asked her to deliver his children from their deranged miserable madness. “I will sacrifice to you twenty”“unyoked red oxen.” And the huntress, whose father is the highest god, heard him praying. She persuaded Hera, and stopped the godless mania of the bud-garlanded girls.They built her a sanctuary and an altar right away, and stained it with the blood of sheep, and set up choruses of women. From there you accompanied battle-loving Achaean men to their horse-nurturing city;and with good fortune you dwell in Metapontion, golden mistress of the people. And a lovely precinct beside the fine waters of the Casas~ their ancestors established? ~ when at last, by the counsels of the blessed gods, they sacked the well-built city of Priam together with the Atreidae with their bronze breastplates. Whoever has a just mind will find,throughout all time, countless deeds of valor done by the Achaeans.
Νίκα [γλυκύδωρε, μεγίστανσοὶ πατ[ὴρ ὤπασσε τιμὰνὑψίζυγ[ος Οὐρανιδᾶνἐν πολυχρύσῳ δʼ ὈλύμπῳΖηνὶ παρισταμένακρίνεις τέλος ἀθανάτοι-σίν τε καὶ θνατοῖς ἀρετᾶς.ἔλλαθι, [βαθυ]πλοκάμουκούρα [Στυγὸς ὀρ]θοδίκου· σέθεν δʼ ἕκατικαὶ νῦν Μεταπόντιον εὐ-γυίων [κατέχ]ουσι νέωνκῶμοί τε καὶ εὐφροσύναι θ εό τιμον ἄστυ·ὑμνεῦσι δὲ Πυθιόνικονπαῖδα θαητὸν Φαΐσκου.ἵλ εῳ νιν ὁ Δαλογενὴς υἱ-ὸς βαθυζώνοιο Λατοῦςδέκτο βλεφάρῳ· πολέεςδʼ ἀμφʼ Ἀλεξίδαμον ἀνθ έω νἐν πεδίῳ στέφανοιΚίρρας ἔπεσον κρατερᾶςἦρα παννίκοιο πάλας·οὐκ εἶδέ νιν ἀέλιοςκείνῳ γε σὺν ἄματι πρὸς γαίᾳ πεσόντα.φάσω δὲ καὶ ἐν ζαθέοιςἁγνοῦ Πέλοπος δαπέδοιςἈλφ εὸ ν παρὰ καλλιρόαν, δίκας κέλευθονεἰ μή τις ἀπέτραπεν ὀρθᾶς,παγξένῳ χαίταν ἐλαίᾳγλαυκᾷ στεφανωσάμενονπορτιτρόφ[ον ἂν πεδίον πάτ]ραν θʼ ἱκέσθαι.[οὔ τι δόλος κακόφρων]παῖδʼ ἐν χθονὶ καλλιχόρῳποικίλαις τέχναις πέλασσεν·ἀλλʼ ἢ θεὸς αἴτιος, ἢγνῶμαι πολύπλαγκτοι βροτῶνἄ]μερσαν ὑπέρτατον ἐκ χειρῶν γέρας.νῦν δʼ Ἄρτεμις ἀγροτέραχρυσαλάκατος λιπαρὰνἡμέ]ρα τοξόκλυτος νίκαν ἔδωκε.τᾷ ποτʼ Ἀβαντιάδαςβωμὸν κατένασσε πολύλ-λιστον εὔπεπλοί τε κοῦραι·τὰς ἐξ ἐρατῶν ἐφόβησενπαγκρατὴς Ἥρα μελάθρωνΠροίτου, παραπλῆγι φρέναςκαρτερᾷ ζεύξασʼ ἀνάγκᾳ·παρθενίᾳ γὰρ ἔτιψυχᾷ κίον ἐς τέμενοςπορφυροζώνοιο θεᾶς·φάσκον δὲ πολὺ σφέτερονπλούτῳ προφέρειν πατέρα ξανθᾶς παρέδρουσεμνοῦ Διὸς εὐρυβία.ταῖσιν δὲ χολωσαμέναστήθεσσι παλίντροπον ἔμβαλεν νόημα·φεῦγον δʼ ὄρος ἐς τανίφυλλον,σμερδαλ έα ν φωνὰν ἱεῖσαι,Τιρύνθιον ἄστυ λιποῦσαικαὶ θεοδμάτους ἀγυιάς,ἤδη γὰρ ἔτος δέκατονθ εο φιλὲς λιπόντες Ἄργοςναῖον ἀδεισιβόαιχαλκάσπιδες ἡμίθεοισὺν πολυζήλῳ βασιλεῖ.νεῖκος γὰρ ἀμαιμάκετονβληχρᾶς ἀνέπαλτο κασιγνητοῖς ἀπʼ ἀρχᾶςΠροίτῳ τε καὶ Ἀκρισίῳ·λαούς τε διχοστασίαιςἤρειπον ἀμετροδίκοις μάχαις τε λυγραῖς.λίσσοντο δὲ παῖδας Ἄβαντοςγᾶν πολύκριθον λαχόνταςΤίρυνθα τὸν ὁπλότερονκτίζειν, πρὶν ἐς ἀργαλέαν πεσεῖν ἀνάγκαν·Ζεύς τʼ ἔθελεν Κρονίδας,τιμῶν Δαναοῦ γενεὰνκαὶ διωξίπποιο Λυγκ έο ς,παῦσαι στυγερῶν ἀχέων.τεῖχος δὲ Κύκλωπες κάμονἐλθόντες ὑπερφίαλοι κλεινᾷ πόλεικάλλιστον, ἵνʼ ἀντίθεοιναῖον κλυτὸν ἱππόβοτονἌργος ἥρωες περικλειτοὶ λιπόντες.ἔνθεν ἀπεσσύμεναιΠροίτου κυανοπλόκαμοιφεῦγον ἄδματοι θύγατρες,τὸν δʼ εἷλεν ἄχος κραδίαν, ξεί-να τέ νιν πλᾶξεν μέριμνα·δοίαξε δὲ φάσγανον ἄμ-φακες ἐν στέρνοισι πᾶξαι.ἀλλά νιν αἰχμοφόροιμύθοισί τε μειλιχίοιςκαὶ βίᾳ χειρῶν κάτεχον.τρισκαίδεκα μὲν τελέουςμῆνας κατὰ δάσκιον ἠλύκταζον ὕλανφεῦγόν τε κατʼ Ἀρκαδίανμηλοτρόφον· ἀλλʼ ὅτε δὴΛοῦσον ποτὶ καλλιρόαν πατὴρ ἵκανεν,ἔνθεν χρόα νιψάμενος φοι-νικο[κραδέμνοι]ο Λατοῦςκίκλ[ῃσκε θύγατρα] βοῶπιν,χεῖρας ἀντείνων πρὸς αὐγὰςἱππώκεος ἀελίου,τέκνα δυστάνοιο λύσσαςπάρφρονος ἐξαγαγεῖν·θύσω δέ τοι εἴκοσι βοῦςἄζυγας φοινικότριχας.τοῦ δʼ ἔκλυʼ ἀριστοπάτραθηροσκόπος εὐχομένου· πιθοῦσα δʼ Ἥρανπαῦσεν καλυκοστεφάνουςκούρας μανιᾶν ἀθέων·ταὶ δʼ αὐτίκα ϝοι τέμενος βωμόν τε τεῦχον,χραῖνόν τέ μιν αἵματι μήλωνκαὶ χοροὺς ἵσταν γυναικῶν.ἔνθεν καὶ ἀρηϊφίλοιςἄνδρεσσιν ⟨ἐς⟩ ἱπποτρόφον πόλιν ⟨τʼ⟩ Ἀχαιοῖςἕσπεο, σὺν δὲ τύχᾳναίεις Μεταπόντιον, ὦχρυσέα δέσποινα λαῶν·ἄλσος τέ τοι ἱμερόενΚάσαν παρʼ εὔυδρον πρὸ να-οῖʼ ἑσσαμένων, Πριάμοιʼ ἐπεὶ χρόνῳβουλαῖσι θεῶν μακάρωνπέρσαν πόλιν εὐκτιμένανχαλκοθωράκων μετʼ Ἀτρειδᾶν. δικαίαςὅστις ἔχει φρένας, εὑ-ρήσει σὺν ἅπαντι χρόνῳμυρίας ἀλκὰς Ἀχαιῶν.
Like a skillful helmsman, Clio, mistress of song, guide my thoughts now in a straight course, if you ever did before. For to the prosperousisland of Aegina queenly Victory commands me to go, to my hospitable friends, and adorn the god-built cityand the strong-limbed wrestling at Nemea …… friend …in the competitions of the neighboring people. They were honored with celebrations for thirty splendid victories, some in [Pytho,]others in the neck of Pelops' holy island, full of pine,others in the precinct of Nemean Zeus, god of brilliant lightning flashes … these … and at the silver-whirling [Alpheus?] …
ὡσεὶ κυβερνήτας σοφός, ὑμνοάνασ-σʼ εὔθυνε Κλειοῖνῦν φρένας ἁμετέρας,εἰ δή ποτε καὶ πάρος· ἐς γὰρ ὀλβίανξείνοισί με πότνια Νίκανᾶσον Αἰγίνας ἀπάρχειἐλθόντα κοσμῆσαι θεόδματον πόλιν·τάν τʼ ἐν Νεμέᾳ γυιαλκέα μουνοπάλαν…ξεινου̣ [!!!!]νιοι αστ[ׯ˘¯ἀμφικ[τιόν]ω̣ν ἐν ἀέθλοι̣[ςσὺν τρι[άκο]ντʼ ἀ̣γλααῖσιννίκαις [ἐκ]ωμάσθησαν οἱ μει̣[¯˘¯,οἱ δʼ ἐν Πέλοπος ζ̣α̣θέαςνάσου π[ι]τυώδεϊ δείρᾳ,οἱ δὲ φοινικοστερόπα τεμένειΖηνὸς Νεμ εαί ου·... (.)] ταύτας̣ καὶ ἐπʼ ἀργυροδίνα
… Clio ……“… ”“He shall stop them from arrogant violence, bringing about judgments of law for mortals:”“look how the descendant of Perseus brings his hand down heavily on the neck of the bloodthirsty lion with every type of skill!”“For the gleaming, man-subduing bronze refuses to pierce the lion's fearsome body; the sword was bent back. Someday, I prophesy,”“[in this place] there will be a strenuous toil for the Greeks, competing for garlands in the pancratium.”… beside the altar of Zeus, the greatest ruler, the blossoms of glory-bringing Victorynurture for men golden, conspicuous fame throughout their lives—for a select few—and when the dark cloud of death covers them,the undying glory of their fine deed is left behind, secure in its destiny.You too have attained this at Nemea, son of Lampon;your hair crowned with garlands of flourishing blossoms, [you walk] the lofty streets of the city [of Aeacus, so that] your ancestral island [teems] with gentle-voiced victory processions, in which mortals delight,revealing your overweening strength in the pancratium. Kindly Aegina, daughter of the whirling river,[the son of Cronus]gave you great honor, shining [your new victory?] like a torch among all Greeks. And a proud maiden [sings the praises of your strength?]… often lightly springing with her feet like a carefree fawn on the flowery [hills]with her far-famed [companions] who live nearby.The maidens wear garlands of crimson blossoms and rushes, the native decoration, and sing of your [child],mistress of the all-hospitable [land], and of rosy-armed Endaïs, who bore [godlike Peleus] and the helmeted warrior Telamon, having gone to bed with Aeacus.Of their battle-rousing sons I shall sing, and of swift Achilles, and the high-spirited son of beautiful Eriboea, Aias, the shield-bearing hero,who stood on the stern of his ship and stopped bold-hearted, bronze [helmeted] Hector in his rush to burn the ships with dread fire,at the time when the son of Peleus stirred fierce wrath [in his breast]and released the [Dardanians from ruin]. Before they had not left the [many-towered]marvellous town of Ilium, but had cowered, dazed by fear, before the fierce battle, when Achilles raged destructively across the plain,shaking his murderous spear. But when the fearless son of the violet-garlanded Nereid withdrew from battle,—as when the North wind, on the dark-blossoming sea,afflicts the spirits of men beneath the waves, when it comes upon them as night begins, but it withdraws with the break of Dawn, who shines on mortals, and a gentle breeze smooths the sea;they billow their sail with the breath of the South wind, and eagerly reach unhoped-for dry land—in such a way, when the Trojans heard that the spearman Achilleswas remaining in his tent because of the golden-haired woman Briseis with lovely limbs, they raised their arms to the gods, seeing a brightgleam from out of the storm. With all speed they left the walls of Laomedon and rushed onto the plain, bringing violent battle,and roused terror in the Danaans. Ares, god of the spear, urged them on, and Loxias Apollo, lord of the Lycians. And they came to the shore of the sea,and fought beside the ships with their fine sterns, and the dark earth ran red with the blood of men slain by the hand of Hector,… heroes … through the onslaught of godlike …… with great hopes, and arrogant shouts,the Trojan horsemen … the dark-eyed ships … the god-built city would have … and feasts, in … But before that could be they were doomed after allto redden with blood the whirling Scamander,dying at the hands of the tower-destroying [Aeacidae.] Of these, if … or on a [pyre] piled high with wood …for all-shining Excellence is not hidden and effaced in the lightless [veil?] of night,but always abounding in unfailing gloryshe roams the earth and the shifting seas. And truly she honors the fame-bringing [island] of Aeacus; she guides the state with garland-loving Eucleiaand sound-minded Eunomia, to whom festivities belong, and who guards the cities of pious men in peace.Sing, young men, of the very glorious victory of Pytheas, and the helpful care of Menander, which often by the streams of the Alpheus has been honored byholy, great-spirited Athena of the golden chariot; before now she has garlanded the hair of countless men with crowns in the panhellenic contests.Let every manwho is not bullied by bold-tongued envy praise the man who is skillful, as is just. All works of mortals are open to fault-finding. But truth tendsto win the victory, and all-subduing time always [preserves] a fine deed. The [vain speech] of enemies diminishes, unseen …… warms the spirit with hope. With such hope I too, trusting in the [Muses] with their crimson headdresses,present a [crown] of songs, [of newly-combed wool],and honor the splendor-loving hospitality which [you], Lampon, [have provided] for me; may you not regard [my gift for your son] as slight. And if it truly is flourishing Clio who has distilled this gift in my [mind],songs filled with words of delight will proclaim him to all the people.
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To have a good allotment from the gods is the best thing for men. Fortune can destroy even a noble man, if she comes as a grievous burden,and can make a worthless man shine on high, if she works out well. Different people have different honors.There are countless forms of excellence among men, but one stands out among all of them:when a man has conducted whatever lies at hand with a just mind. The voice of the lyre and clear-sounding choruses do not harmonize with the deep griefs of battle,nor does the clang of clashing bronze with festivities. For every work of men [appropriateness] is the finest thing. When someone does well, a god [advances?] him too. In gratitude to Cleoptolemus,we must now sing of the precinct of Poseidon Petraios, and of the glorious son of Pyrrichus, victorious with his horses,who … of hospitable and just …
εὖ μὲν εἱμάρθαι παρὰ δαί[μονος ἀν-θρώποις ἄριστον·συμφορὰ δʼ ἐσθλόν τʼ ἀμαλδύ-νει βαρύτλατος μολοῦσα·κἀγατ]ὸν ἰδʼ ὑψιφανῆ τε[ύ-χει κ]ατορθωθεῖσα· τιμὰνδʼ ἄλ]λος ἀλλοίαν ἔχει·μυρί]αι δʼ ἀνδρῶν ἀρεταί, μία δʼ ἐ[κπασᾶ]ν πρόκειται,ὃς τὸ] πὰρ χειρὸς κυβερνᾶ-ται δι]καίαισι φρένεσσιν.οὔτʼ ἐ]ν βαρυπενθέσιν ἁρμό-ζει μ]άχαις φόρμιγγος ὀμφὰκαὶ λι]γυκλαγγεῖς χοροί,οὔτʼ ἐ]ν θαλίαις καναχὰχαλκ]όκτυπος· ἀλλʼ ἐφʼ ἑκάστῳκαιρὸς] ἀνδρῶν ἔργματι κάλ-λιστος· εὖ ἔρδοντα δὲ καὶ θεὸς ὀ[ρθοῖ.Κλεοπτολέμῳ δὲ χάριννῦν χρὴ Ποσειδᾶνός τε Πετραί-ου τέμενος κελαδῆσαι,Πυρρίχου τʼ εὔδοξον ἱππόν[ικον υἱόν,ὃς φιλοξείνου τε καὶ ὀρθοδ[ίκου
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