Epigrams, Greek; Greek poetry -- Translations into English
XVII
ON THE SAME
PLATO
Well be with you, O mariners, both at sea and on land; but know that
you pass by the grave of a shipwrecked man.
XVIII
ON THE SAME
THEODORIDES
I am the tomb of one shipwrecked; but sail thou; for when we were
perishing, the other ships sailed on over the sea.
XIX
ON THE SAME
LEONIDAS OF TARENTUM
May the seafarer have a prosperous voyage; but if, like me, the gale
drive him into the harbour of Hades, let him blame not the
inhospitable sea-gulf, but his own foolhardiness that loosed moorings
from our tomb.
XX
ON THE SAME
AUTHOR UNKNOWN
Mariner, ask not whose tomb I am here, but be thine own fortune a
kinder sea.
XXI
ON THE SAME
CALLIMACHUS
What stranger, O shipwrecked man? Leontichus found me here a corpse on
the shore, and heaped this tomb over me, with tears for his own
calamitous life: for neither is he at peace, but flits like a gull
over the sea.
XXII
ON THE EMPTY TOMB OF ONE LOST AT SEA
GLAUCUS
Not dust nor the light weight of a stone, but all this sea that thou
beholdest is the tomb of Erasippus; for he perished with his ship, and
in some unknown place his bones moulder, and the sea-gulls alone know
them to tell.
XXIII
ON THE SAME
SIMONIDES
Cloudcapt Geraneia, cruel steep, would thou hadst looked on far Ister
and long Scythian Tanaïs, and not lain nigh the surge of the Scironian
sea by the ravines of the snowy Meluriad rock: but now he is a chill
corpse in ocean, and the empty tomb here cries aloud of his heavy
voyage.
XXIV
ON THE SAME
DAMAGETUS
Thymodes also, weeping over unlooked-for woes, reared this empty tomb
to Lycus his son; for not even in a strange land did he get a grave,
but some Thynian beach or Pontic island holds him, where, forlorn of
all funeral rites, his shining bones lie naked on an inhospitable
shore.
XXV
ON A SAILOR DROWNED IN HARBOUR
ANTIPATER OF SIDON
Everywhere the sea is the sea; why idly blame we the Cyclades or the
narrow wave of Helle and the Needles? in vain have they their fame; or
why when I had escaped them did the harbour of Scarphe cover me? Pray
whoso will for a fair passage home; that the sea's way is the sea,
Aristagoras knows who is buried here.
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