§5.104ἔσχεν χόλον· εὐρυβίαν δʼ ἔσσευε κούρα §5.105κάπρον ἀναιδομάχαν §5.106ἐς καλλίχορον Καλυδῶ- §5.107νʼ, ἔνθα πλημύρων σθένει §5.108ὄρχους ἐπέκειρεν ὀδόντι, §5.109σφάζε τε μῆλα, βροτῶν §5.110θʼ ὅστις εἰσάνταν μόλοι.
She did not stay her anger; but the maiden sent the wide-powerful boar of shameless fight, into Calydon of beautiful dances, where, swelling with strength, it cut down rows of vines with its tusk, and slaughtered sheep, and of mortals whoever came against it face-to-face.
§5.111τῷ δὲ στυγερὰν δῆριν Ἑλλάνων ἄριστοι §5.112στασάμεθʼ ἐνδυκέως §5.113ἓξ ἄματα συνεχέως· ἐπεὶ δὲ δαίμων §5.114κάρτος Αἰτωλοῖς ὄρεξεν, §5.115θάπτομεν οὓς κατέπε- §5.116φνεν σῦς ἐριβρύχας ἐπαΐσσων βίᾳ, §5.117Ἀγκαῖον ἐμῶν τʼ Ἀγέλαον §5.118φ[έρτ]ατον κεδνῶν ἀδελφ εῶ ν, §5.119οὓς τέ]κεν ἐν μεγάροις §5.120πατρὸ]ς Ἀλθαία περικλειτοῖσιν Οἰνέος· §5.121τῶν δʼ ὤ]λεσε μοῖρʼ ὀλοὰ §5.122πλεῦνα]ς· οὐ γάρ πω δαΐφρων §5.123παῦσεν] χόλον ἀγροτέρα §5.124Λατοῦς θυγάτηρ· περὶ δʼ αἴθωνος δορᾶς §5.125μαρνάμεθʼ ἐνδυκέως §5.126Κουρῆσι μενεπτολέμοις·
Against it, the best of the Greeks a hateful strife undertook resolutely for six days continuously; but when a divinity granted victory to the Aetolians, we buried those whom the loud-roaring boar killed, rushing with force, Ancaeus and my Agelaus, the best of my dear brothers, whom Althaea bore in the halls of my famous father Oeneus; but of these, a destructive fate destroyed the majority; for not yet did the warlike wild daughter of Leto stay her anger; but around the tawny hide we fought resolutely with the battle-staying Curetes.
§5.127ἔνθʼ ἐγὼ πολλοῖς σὺν ἄλλοις §5.128Ἴφικλον κατέκτανον §5.129ἐσθλόν τʼ Ἀφάρητα, θοοὺς μάτρωας· οὐ γὰρ §5.130καρτερόθυμος Ἄρης §5.131κρίνει φίλον ἐν πολέμῳ· §5.132τυφλὰ δʼ ἐκ χειρῶν βέλη §5.133ψυχαῖς ἔπι δυσμενέων φοι- §5.134τᾷ θάνατόν τε φέρει §5.135τοῖσιν ἂν δαίμων θέλῃ·
There I, along with many others, slew Iphiclus and noble Aphareus, my swift maternal uncles; for not strong-hearted Ares distinguishes a friend in war; but blind missiles from hands go against the souls of adversaries and brings death to those whomever a god wills.
§5.136ταῦτʼ οὐκ ἐπιλεξαμένα §5.137Θεστίου κούρα δαΐφρων §5.138μάτηρ κακόποτμος ἐμοὶ §5.139βούλευσεν ὄλεθρον ἀτάρβακτος γυνά· §5.140καῖέ τε δαιδαλέας §5.141ἐκ λάρνακος ὠκύμορον §5.142φιτρὸν ἀγκλαύσασα, τὸν δὴ §5.143μοῖρʼ ἐπέκλωσεν τότε §5.144ζωᾶς ὅρον ἁμετέρας ἔμμεν.
Not taking these things into consideration, Thestius' warlike daughter, my ill-fated mother, plotted my destruction, a fearless woman; And she burned, from a decorated chest, the swift-dying brand of wood, having wept aloud, which indeed Fate spun at that time to be the limit of my life.
τύχον μὲν §5.145Δαϊπύλου Κλύμενον §5.146παῖδʼ ἄλκιμον ἐξεναρί- §5.147ζων ἀμώμητον δέμας, §5.148πύργων προπάροιθε κιχήσας· §5.149τοὶ δὲ πρὸς εὐκτιμέναν §5.150φεῦγον ἀρχαίαν πόλιν §5.151Πλευρῶνα· μινύνθη δέ μοι ψυχὰ γλυκεῖα, §5.152γνῶν δʼ ὀλιγοσθενέων· §5.153αἰαῖ· πύματον δὲ πνέων δάκρυσα τλ[άμων §5.154ἀγλαὰν ἥβαν προλείπων.
I happened, indeed, slaying Daipylus' brave son Clymeneus, of blameless body, having caught him before the towers; and they were fleeing to the well-built ancient city of Pleuron; and my sweet soul diminished, and I knew that I was growing weak; Alas! and breathing my last, I wept, wretched one, leaving behind my glorious youth.
§5.155φασὶν ἀδεισιβόαν §5.156Ἀμφιτρύωνος παῖδα μοῦνον δὴ τότε §5.157τέγξαι βλέφαρον, ταλαπενθ έο ς §5.158πότμον οἰκτίροντα φωτός· §5.159καί νιν ἀμειβόμενος §5.160τοῖʼ ἔφα· θνατοῖσι μὴ φῦναι φέριστον, §5.161μηδʼ ἀελίου προσιδεῖν §5.162φέγγος· ἀλλʼ οὐ γάρ τίς ἐστιν §5.163πρᾶξις τάδε μυρομένοις, §5.164χρὴ κεῖνο λέγειν ὅ,τι καὶ μέλλει τελεῖν.
They say that the fearless-of-the-battle-cry son of Amphitryon then only wetted his eyelid, of the suffering-enduring man's fate pitying; and answering him, he spoke thus: 'For mortals not to be born is best, nor to look upon the sun's light; but since there is no profit for those weeping over these things, one must say that which is going to be accomplished.
§5.165ἦ ῥα τις ἐν μεγάροις §5.166Οἰνῆος ἀρηϊφίλου §5.167ἔστιν ἀδμήτα θυγάτρων, §5.168σοὶ φυὰν ἀλιγκία;
Is there indeed someone in the halls of Oeneus beloved-of-Ares of the unwedded daughters, like to you in stature?
§5.169τάν κεν λιπαρὰν ἐθέλων θείμαν ἄκοιτιν. §5.170τὸν δὲ μενεπτολέμου §5.171ψυχὰ προσέφα Μελεά- §5.172γρου· λίπον χλωραύχενα §5.173ἐν δώμασι Δαϊάνειραν, §5.174νῆϊν ἔτι χρυσέας §5.175Κύπριδος θελξιμβρότου. §5.176λευκώλενε Καλλιόπα, §5.177στᾶσον εὐποίητον ἅρμα §5.178αὐτοῦ· Δία τε Κρονίδαν §5.179ὕμνησον Ὀλύμπιον ἀρχαγὸν θεῶν, §5.180τόν τʼ ἀκαμαντορόαν §5.181Ἀλφ εό ν, Πέλοπός τε βίαν, §5.182καὶ Πίσαν, ἔνθʼ ὁ κλεεννὸς §5.183ποσσὶ νικάσας δρόμῳ §5.184ἦλθ]εν Φερένικος ἐς εὐπύργους Συρακόσ- §5.185σας Ἱέρωνι φέρων §5.186εὐδ]αιμονίας πέταλον.
whom I would willingly make my splendid wife.' And him the battle-steadfast soul of Meleager addressed: 'I left fresh-necked Deianeira in the halls, ignorant yet of golden Cypris, tamer of mortals.' White-armed Calliope, stop your well-made chariot here; and Zeus the son of Cronus hymn, Olympian leader of the gods, and the untiringly-flowing Alpheus, and the might of Pelops, and Pisa, where the famous winning with his feet in the race Pherenikos came to well-towered Syracuse bringing to Hieron the leaf of happiness.
§5.187χρὴ δʼ ἀλαθείας χάριν §5.188αἰνεῖν, φθόνον ἀμφοτέραισιν §5.189χερσὶν ἀπωσάμενον, §5.190εἴ τις εὖ πράσσοι βροτῶν.
And one must for the sake of truth praise, pushing aside envy with both hands, if any of mortals fares well.
§5.191Βοιωτὸς ἀνὴρ τᾷδε φών[ησεν, γλυκειᾶν §5.192Ἡσίοδος πρόπολος §5.193Μουσᾶν, ὃν ἂν ἀθάνατοι τι[μῶσι, τούτῳ §5.194καὶ βροτῶν φήμαν ἕπ[εσθαι. §5.195πείθομαι εὐμαρέως §5.196εὐκλ έα κελεύθου γλῶσσαν οὐ[κ ἐκτὸς δίκας §5.197πέμπειν Ἱέρωνι· τόθεν γὰρ §5.198πυθμένες θάλλουσιν ἐσθλ[ῶν, §5.199τοὺς ὁ μεγιστοπάτωρ §5.200Ζεὺς ἀκινήτους ἐν εἰρήν[ᾳ φυλάσσοι.
A Boeotian man spoke thus, of the sweet Muses the servant Hesiod: 'Whomever the immortals honor, on him also the fame of mortals follows.' I am easily persuaded not outside of justice to send a glorious tongue of song to Hieron; for from there the roots of good things flourish, which the greatest father Zeus may guard unshaken in peace.