§13.1οὐχ ἁμῖν τὸν Ἔρωτα μόνοις ἔτεχʼ, ὡς ἐδοκεῦμες, §13.2Νικία, ᾧ τινι τοῦτο θεῶν ποκα τέκνον ἔγεντο.
Love was not born for us alone, as we used to think, O Nicias, by whichever of the gods that child was begotten.
§13.3οὐχ ἁμῖν τὰ καλὰ πράτοις καλὰ φαίνεται εἶμεν, §13.4οἳ θνατοὶ πελόμεσθα, τὸ δʼ αὔριον οὐκ ἐσορῶμες·
Nor did beautiful things first begin to appear beautiful to us, who are mortal and do not see the morrow.
§13.5ἀλλὰ καὶ ὡμφιτρύωνος ὁ χαλκεοκάρδιος υἱός, §13.6ὃς τὸν λῖν ὑπέμεινε τὸν ἄγριον, ἤρατο παιδός, §13.7τῶ χαρίεντος Ὑλα, τῶ τὰν πλοκαμῖδα φορεῦντος,
But even Amphitryon's iron-hearted son, who withstood the wild lion, loved a youth, the beautiful Hylas, him who wore the flowing locks.
And he taught him all things, like a father his beloved son, all the things by learning which he himself had become good and renowned.
§13.10χωρὶς δʼ οὐδέποκʼ ἦς, οὔτʼ εἰ μέσον ἆμαρ ὄροιτο, §13.11οὔτʼ ἄρʼ ὅχʼ ἁ λεύκιππος ἀνατρέχοι ἐς Διὸς Ἀώς, §13.12οὐδʼ ὁπόκʼ ὀρτάλιχοι μινυροὶ ποτὶ κοῖτον ὁρῷεν, §13.13σεισαμένας πτερὰ ματρὸς ἐπʼ αἰθαλόεντι πετεύρῳ, §13.14ὡς αὐτῷ κατὰ θυμὸν ὁ παῖς πεποναμένος εἴη, §13.15αὐτῷ δʼ εὖ ἕλκων ἐς ἀλαθινὸν ἄνδρʼ ἀποβαίη.
And they were never apart, neither when mid-day rushed aloft, nor when white-horsed Dawn ran up to the house of Zeus, nor when the twittering chicks looked to their roosting-place while their mother shook her wings on the smoky perch, so that the boy might be fashioned according to his mind, and, drawing a straight furrow, might turn out a true man for him.
§13.16ἀλλʼ ὅτε τὸ χρύσειον ἔπλει μετὰ κῶαςἸήσων §13.17Αἰσονίδας, οἱ δʼ αὐτῷ ἀριστῆες συνέποντο §13.18πασᾶν ἐκ πολίων προλελεγμένοι, ὧν ὄφελός τι, §13.19ἵκετο χὡ ταλαεργὸς ἀνὴρ ἐς ἀφνειὸνἸωλκόν, §13.20Ἀλκμήνης υἱὸς Μιδεάτιδος ἡρωίνης,
But when Jason, son of Aeson, was sailing for the golden fleece, and the chieftains followed him, chosen from all cities, whoever were of any worth, then came also that man of endurance, the son of Midean Alcmene, to wealthy Iolcus.
§13.21σὺν δʼ αὐτῷ κατέβαινεν Ὑλας εὔεδρον ἐς Ἀργώ, §13.22ἅτις κυανεᾶν οὐχ ἥψατο συνδρομάδων ναῦς, §13.23ἀλλὰ διεξάιξε—βαθὺν δʼ εἰσέδραμε Φᾶσιν— §13.24αἰετὸς ἐς μέγα λαῖτμα· ἀφʼ οὗ τότε χοιράδες ἔσταν.
And with him Hylas went down to the well-benched Argo, which did not touch the dark Clashing Rocks, but dashed through them— and ran into the deep Phasis—like an eagle into a great gulf; from which time those reefs have stood fixed.
§13.25ἆμος δʼ ἀντέλλοντι Πελειάδες, ἐσχατιαὶ δὲ §13.26ἄρνα νέον βόσκοντι, τετραμμένου εἴαρος ἤδη, §13.27τᾶμος ναυτιλίας μιμνάσκετο θεῖος ἄωτος §13.28ἡρώων, κοίλαν δὲ καθιδρυνθέντες ἐς Ἀργὼ §13.29Ἑλλάσποντον ἵκοντο νότῳ τρίτον ἆμαρ ἀέντι, §13.30εἴσω δʼ ὅρμον ἔθεντο Προποντίδος, ἔνθα Κιανῶν §13.31αὔλακας εὐρύνοντι βόες τρίβοντες ἄροτρα.
But when the Pleiades rise, and the outlying fields pasture the young lamb, spring having already turned, then the divine flower of heroes remembered their seafaring, and taking their seats in the hollow Argo, they came to the Hellespont, with the South Wind blowing on the third day, and they came to anchor inside the Propontis, where the oxen of the Kianians widen the furrows by dragging the plows.
§13.32ἐκβάντες δʼ ἐπὶ θῖνα κατὰ ζυγὰ δαῖτα πένοντο §13.33δειελινοί, πολλοὶ δὲ μίαν στορέσαντο χαμεύναν.
Going ashore on the beach, they prepared their evening meal in pairs, and many of them strewed a single bed on the ground.
§13.34λειμὼν γάρ σφιν ἔκειτο, μέγα στιβάδεσσιν ὄνειαρ, §13.35ἔνθεν βούτομον ὀξὺ βαθύν τʼ ἐτάμοντο κύπειρον.
For a meadow lay before them, a great help for their bedding, whence they cut sharp flowering-rush and deep galingale.
§13.36κᾤχεθʼ Ὑλας ὁ ξανθὸς ὕδωρ ἐπιδόρπιον οἰσῶν §13.37αὐτῷ θʼ Ἡρακλῆι καὶ ἀστεμφεῖ Τελαμῶνι, §13.38οἳ μίαν ἄμφω ἑταῖροι ἀεὶ δαίνυντο τράπεζαν, §13.39χάλκεον ἄγγος ἔχων.
And fair-haired Hylas went to fetch water for the supper, both for Heracles himself and for steadfast Telamon, who both, being comrades, always shared a single table, carrying a bronze vessel.
τάχα δὲ κράναν ἐνόησεν §13.40ἡμένῳ ἐν χώρῳ· περὶ δὲ θρύα πολλὰ πεφύκει, §13.41κυάνεόν τε χελιδόνιον χλωρόν τʼ ἀδίαντον §13.42καὶ θάλλοντα σέλινα καὶ εἰλιτενὴς ἄγρωστις.
And soon he noticed a spring in a low-lying place; and around it grew many rushes, dark celandine and green maidenhair, and thriving wild celery and spreading dog's-tooth grass.
§13.43ὕδατι δʼ ἐν μέσσῳ Νύμφαι χορὸν ἀρτίζοντο, §13.44νύμφαι ἀκοίμητοι, δειναὶ θεαὶ ἀγροιώταις, §13.45Εὐνείκα καὶ Μαλὶς ἔαρ θʼ ὁρόωσα Νύχεια,
And in the midst of the water the Nymphs were preparing their dance, the sleepless Nymphs, dread goddesses for rustic folk, Euneica, and Malis, and Nycheia with her spring-like glance.
§13.46ἤτοι ὁ κοῦρος ἐπεῖχε ποτῷ πολυχανδέα κρωσσὸν §13.47βάψαι ἐπειγόμενος, ταὶ δʼ ἐν χερὶ πᾶσαι ἔφυσαν· §13.48πασάων γὰρ ἔρως ἁπαλὰς φρένας ἐξεσόβησεν §13.49Ἀργείῳ ἐπὶ παιδί·
Indeed, the youth was holding the wide-mouthed pitcher over the water, eager to dip it, when they all clung to his hand; for love had fluttered all their tender hearts for the Argive boy.
κατήριπε δʼ ἐς μέλαν ὕδωρ §13.50ἀθρόος, ὡς ὅτε πυρσὸς ἀπʼ οὐρανοῦ ἤριπεν ἀστὴρ §13.51ἀθρόος, ἐν πόντῳ, ναύταις δέ τις εἶπεν ἑταίροις· §13.52κουφότερʼ ὦ παῖδες ποιεῖσθʼ ὅπλα· πνευστικὸς οὖρος. §13.53νύμφαι μὲν σφετέροις ἐπὶ γούνασι κοῦρον ἔχοισαι §13.54δακρυόεντʼ ἀγανοῖσι παρεψύχοντʼ ἐπέεσσιν.
And he fell headlong into the dark water, all at once, as when a burning star falls headlong from the sky, all at once, into the sea, and some sailor says to his comrades: ‘Make your tackle light, boys; there is a fair wind for sailing.’ The Nymphs, holding the weeping youth upon their knees, comforted him with gentle words.
§13.55Ἀμφιτρυωνιάδας δὲ ταρασσόμενος περὶ παιδὶ §13.56ᾤχετο, μαιωτιστὶ λαβὼν εὐκαμπέα τόξα §13.57καὶ ῥόπαλον, τό οἱ αἰὲν ἐχάνδανε δεξιτερὴ χείρ.
But the son of Amphitryon, troubled for the boy, went off, taking his well-bent bow in Maeotian fashion and the club which his right hand always grasped.
§13.58τρὶς μὲν Ὑλαν ἄυσεν, ὅσον βαρὺς ἤρυγε λαιμός· §13.59τρὶς δʼ ἄρʼ ὁ παῖς ὑπάκουσεν, ἀραιὰ δʼ ἵκετο φωνὰ §13.60ἐξ ὕδατος, παρεὼν δὲ μάλα σχεδὸν εἴδετο πόρρω.
Thrice indeed he shouted ‘Hylas!’ as loud as his deep throat could bellow, and thrice the boy answered, but a faint voice came from the water, and though being very near, he seemed far away.
§13.61ὡς δʼ ὁπότʼ ἠυγένειος ἀπόπροθι λῖς ἐσακούσας†, §13.62νεβροῦ φθεγξαμένας τις ἐν οὔρεσιν ὠμοφάγος λῖς §13.63ἐξ εὐνᾶς ἔσπευσεν ἑτοιμοτάταν ἐπὶ δαῖτα· §13.64Ἡρακλέης τοιοῦτος ἐν ἀτρίπτοισιν ἀκάνθαις §13.65παῖδα ποθῶν δεδόνητο, πολὺν δʼ ἐπελάμβανε χῶρον.
And as when a bearded lion, a raw-fleshed lion on the mountains, hearing from afar the crying of a fawn, hastens from his lair after a most ready meal; such was Heracles, tossing in longing for the boy among untrodden thorns, and traversing much country.
§13.66σχέτλιοι οἱ φιλέοντες·
Wretched are those who love!
ἀλώμενος ὅσσʼ ἐμόγησεν §13.67οὔρεα καὶ δρυμούς, τὰ δʼἸήσονος ὕστερα πάντʼ ἦς.
How much did he toil wandering over mountains and thickets, and all Jason's affairs were of secondary importance to him.
§13.68ναῦς γέμεν ἄρμενʼ ἔχοισα μετάρσια τῶν παρεόντων, §13.69ἱστία δʼ ἡμίθεοι μεσονύκτιον ἐξεκάθαιρον §13.70Ἡρακλῆα μένοντες.
The ship remained full, with its tackle raised, of those present, and the demigods cleared the sails at midnight, waiting for Heracles.
ὁ δʼ ᾇ πόδες ἆγον ἐχώρει §13.71μαινόμενος· χαλεπὸς γὰρ ἔσω θεὸς ἧπαρ ἄμυσσεν.
But he went wherever his feet led him, raging; for a harsh god was tearing his liver within.
§13.72οὕτω μὲν κάλλιστος Ὑλας μακάρων ἀμιθρεῖται· §13.73Ἡρακλέην δʼ ἥρωες ἐκερτόμεον λιποναύταν, §13.74οὕνεκεν ἠρώησε τριακοντάζυγον Ἀργώ, §13.75πεζᾷ δʼ ἐς Κόλχους τε καὶ ἄξενον ἵκετο Φᾶσιν.
Thus indeed the most beautiful Hylas is numbered among the blessed; but the heroes mocked Heracles as a deserter of the ship, because he had left the thirty-benched Argo, and went on foot to the Colchians and the inhospitable Phasis.