§6.52ὣς ἄρα μάνυε.
Thus indeed he spoke.
τοὶ δʼ οὔτʼ ὦν ἀκοῦσαι §6.53οὔτʼ ἰδεῖν εὔχοντο πεμπταῖον γεγενημένον.
But they declared that they had neither heard nor seen him, though he was five days old.
ἀλλʼ ἐν §6.54κέκρυπτο γὰρ σχοίνῳ βατιᾷ τʼ ἐν ἀπειράτῳ, §6.55ἴων ξανθαῖσι καὶ παμπορφύροις ἀκτῖσι βεβρεγμένος ἁβρὸν §6.56σῶμα·
But in fact, for he had been hidden in a bed of rushes and impenetrable brambles, his soft body wet with the yellow and deep-purple rays of pansies.
τὸ καὶ κατεφάμιξεν καλεῖσθαί νιν χρόνῳ σύμπαντι μάτηρ §6.57τοῦτʼ ὄνυμʼ ἀθάνατον.
Wherefore his mother declared that he should be called by this immortal name for all time.
τερπνᾶς δʼ ἐπεὶ χρυσοστεφάνοιο λάβεν §6.58καρπὸν Ἥβας, Ἀλφεῷ μέσσῳ καταβὰς ἐκάλεσσε Ποσειδᾶνʼ εὐρυβίαν, §6.59ὃν πρόγονον, καὶ τοξοφόρον Δάλου θεοδμάτας σκοπόν, §6.60αἰτέων λαοτρόφον τιμάν τινʼ ἑᾷ κεφαλᾷ, §6.61νυκτὸς ὑπαίθριος.
And when he received the delightful fruit of golden-crowned Hebe, going down into the middle of the Alpheus, he called upon wide-ruling Poseidon, his ancestor, and the bow-bearing guardian of god-built Delos, asking for his own head some people-nourishing honor, under the open night sky.
ἀντεφθέγξατο δʼ ἀρτιεπὴς §6.62πατρία ὄσσα, μετάλλασέν τέ νιν· ὄρσο, τέκος, §6.63δεῦρο πάγκοινον ἐς χώραν ἴμεν φάμας ὄπισθεν. §6.64ἵκοντο δʼ ὑψηλοῖο πέτραν ἀλίβατον Κρονίου·
And there answered him the clear-speaking voice of his father, and sought him out: "Arise, my child, come hither to a land common to all, following my voice." And they came to the steep rock of high Cronius.
§6.65ἔνθα οἱ ὤπασε θησαυρὸν δίδυμον §6.66μαντοσύνας, τόκα μὲν φωνὰν ἀκούειν §6.67ψευδέων ἄγνωστον, εὖτʼ ἂν δὲ θρασυμάχανος ἐλθὼν §6.68Ἡρακλέης, σεμνὸν θάλος Ἀλκαϊδᾶν, πατρὶ §6.69ἑορτάν τε κτίσῃ πλειστόμβροτον τεθμόν τε μέγιστον ἀέθλων, §6.70Ζηνὸς ἐπʼ ἀκροτάτῳ βωμῷ τότʼ αὖ χρηστήριον θέσθαι κέλευσεν.
There the god gave him a double treasure of prophecy: first, to hear the voice that knows no falsehoods, and then, when bold-planning Heracles, the noble shoot of the Alcaidae, should come to establish for his father a festival thronged by men and the greatest law of contests, he commanded him then to establish an oracle on the topmost altar of Zeus.
§6.71ἐξ οὗ πολύκλειτον καθʼ Ἕλλανας γένος Ἰαμιδᾶν.
Since then the race of the Iamidae has been famous throughout Greece.
Wealth followed them; and by honoring virtues they walk upon a manifest road.
τεκμαίρει §6.74χρῆμʼ ἕκαστον· μῶμος ἐξ ἄλλων κρέμαται φθονεόντων §6.75τοῖς, οἷς ποτε πρώτοις περὶ δωδέκατον δρόμον §6.76ἐλαυνόντεσσιν αἰδοία ποτιστάξῃ Χάρις εὐκλέα μορφάν.
Each deed proves them; blame from other envious men hangs over those upon whom, as they first drive around the twelfth lap, the august Grace distills a glorious beauty.
§6.77εἰ δʼ ἐτύμως ὑπὸ Κυλλάνας ὅροις, Ἁγησία, μάτρωες ἄνδρες §6.78ναιετάοντες ἐδώρησαν θεῶν κάρυκα λιταῖς θυσίαις §6.79πολλὰ δὴ πολλαῖσιν Ἑρμᾶν εὐσεβέως, ὃς ἀγῶνας ἔχει μοῖράν τʼ ἀέθλων §6.80Ἀρκαδίαν τʼ εὐάνορα τιμᾷ· κεῖνος, ὦ παῖ Σωστράτου, §6.81σὺν βαρυγδούπῳ πατρὶ κραίνει σέθεν εὐτυχίαν.
And if truly, Hagesias, beneath the borders of Cyllene, your mother's kin dwelling there have gifted the herald of the gods with suppliant sacrifices many indeed and often, reverently, to Hermes who holds the games and the portion of contests and honors Arcady, rich in men; he indeed, O son of Sostratus, together with his loud-thundering father, fulfills your good fortune.
I have on my tongue a certain feeling of a clear-toned whetstone, which approaches me, willing, with fair-flowing breaths.
§6.84ματρομάτωρ ἐμὰ Στυμφαλίς, εὐανθὴς Μετώπα, §6.85πλάξιππον ἃ Θήβαν ἔτικτεν, τᾶς ἐρατεινὸν ὕδωρ §6.86πίομαι, ἀνδράσιν αἰχματαῖσι πλέκων §6.87ποικίλον ὕμνον.
My mother's mother was of Stymphalus, the fair-blooming Metope, who gave birth to horse-driving Thebe, whose delightful water I shall drink, as I weave for warrior men a varied hymn.
ὄτρυνον νῦν ἑταίρους, §6.88Αἰνέα, πρῶτον μὲν Ἥραν Παρθενίαν κελαδῆσαι, §6.89γνῶναί τʼ ἔπειτʼ, ἀρχαῖον ὄνειδος ἀλαθέσιν §6.90λόγοις εἰ φεύγομεν, Βοιωτίαν ὗν. ἐσσὶ γὰρ ἄγγελος ὀρθός, §6.91ἠϋκόμων σκυτάλα Μοισᾶν, γλυκὺς κρατὴρ ἀγαφθέγκτων ἀοιδᾶν·
Bestir now your companions, Aeneas, first to sing of maiden Hera, and then to know if we escape by truthful words that ancient reproach, the "Boeotian pig." For you are a true messenger, a message-staff of the fair-haired Muses, a sweet mixing-bowl of loud-sounding songs.
§6.92εἰπὸν δὲ μεμνᾶσθαι Συρακοσσᾶν τε καὶ Ὀρτυγίας· §6.93τὰν Ἱέρων καθαρῷ σκάπτῳ διέπων, §6.94ἄρτια μηδόμενος, φοινικόπεζαν §6.95ἀμφέπει Δάματρα, λευκίππου τε θυγατρὸς ἑορτάν, §6.96καὶ Ζηνὸς Αἰτναίου κράτος.
And tell them to remember Syracuse and Ortygia, which Hieron rules with a pure sceptre, devising fitting things, as he cherishes crimson-footed Demeter, and the festival of her daughter of white horses, and the power of Etnaean Zeus.
ἁδύλογοι δέ νιν §6.97λύραι μολπαί τε γιγνώσκοντι.
And sweet-speaking lyres and songs know him.
μὴ θράσσοι χρόνος ὄλβον ἐφέρπων.
May time, as it creeps on, not disturb his prosperity.
§6.98σὺν δὲ φιλοφροσύναις εὐηράτοις Ἁγησία δέξαιτο κῶμον §6.99οἴκοθεν οἴκαδʼ ἀπὸ Στυμφαλίων τειχέων ποτινισσόμενον, §6.100ματέρʼ εὐμήλοιο λείποντʼ Ἀρκαδίας.
And with lovely friendliness may Hagesias receive the reveling throng returning home from home, from the walls of Stymphalus, leaving Arcady, the mother of fine sheep.
ἀγαθαὶ δὲ πέλοντʼ ἐν χειμερίᾳ §6.101νυκτὶ θοᾶς ἐκ ναὸς ἀπεσκίμφθαι δύʼ ἄγκυραι.
It is good in a wintry night that two anchors be cast from a swift ship.
θεὸς §6.102τῶν τε κείνων τε κλυτὰν αἶσαν παρέχοι φιλέων.
May a god grant a glorious lot to both of these and those, loving them.
§6.103δέσποτα ποντομέδων, εὐθὺν δὲ πλόον καμάτων §6.104ἐκτὸς ἐόντα δίδοι, χρυσαλακάτοιο πόσις §6.105Ἀμφιτρίτας, ἐμῶν δʼ ὕμνων ἄεξʼ εὐτερπὲς ἄνθος.
O master ruling the sea, grant a straight voyage free from hardships, you, the husband of golden-spindled Amphitrite, and make the delightful flower of my hymns grow.