Pindar · Olympian Odes Ὀλυμπιονῖκαι

Pindar, Olympian Odes 9.1–112: Olympian 9: for Epharmostus — Deucalion and Opus

Pindar praises Epharmostus of Opus, wrestling victor, and Opus, mother-city of the Locrians, and begs his lips to speak no ill of the gods, recalling Heracles' battles with Poseidon, Phoebus and Hades at Pylos. He tells how Deucalion and Pyrrha made a people from stones, and how Zeus took the daughter of Opus of Elis to Locrus, who named her son Opus after her father. The ode ends with Epharmostus' other victories and a tribute to his skill.

Lines 9.1–112 · 1065 words · click a number to copy its link
1τὸ μὲν Ἀρχιλόχου μέλος φωνᾶεν Ὀλυμπίᾳ, καλλίνικος ὁ τριπλόος κεχλαδώς, ἄρκεσε Κρόνιον παρʼ ὄχθον ἁγεμονεῦσαι κωμάζοντι φίλοις Ἐφαρμόστῳ σὺν ἑταίροις· 5ἀλλὰ νῦν ἑκαταβόλων Μοισᾶν ἀπὸ τόξων Δία τε φοινικοστερόπαν σεμνόν τʼ ἐπίνειμαι ἀκρωτήριον Ἄλιδος τοιοῖσδε βέλεσσιν, τὸ δή ποτε Λυδὸς ἥρως Πέλοψ 10ἐξάρατο κάλλιστον ἕδνον Ἱπποδαμείας· πτερόεντα δʼ ἵει γλυκὺν Πυθώναδʼ ὀϊστόν· οὔτοι χαμαιπετέων λόγων ἐφάψεαι ἀνδρὸς ἀμφὶ παλαίσμασιν φόρμιγγʼ ἐλελίζων κλεινᾶς ἐξ Ὀπόεντος· αἰνήσαις ἓ καὶ υἱόν, 15ἃν Θέμις θυγάτηρ τέ οἱ σώτειρα λέλογχεν μεγαλόδοξος Εὐνομία, θάλλει δʼ ἀρεταῖσιν σόν τε, Κασταλία, πάρα

The chant of Archilochus that was vocal at Olympia, the song of victory swelling with its thrice repeated refrain, sufficed to welcome Epharmostus when, with his dear comrades, he marched in triumph to the hill of Cronus. But now, from the bow of the far-darting Muses, do thou shoot a shower of such shafts of song as these, at Zeus, the Lord of the ruddy lightning, and at the hallowed crest of Elis, which, in olden time, the hero Pelops won as the fair dowry of Hippodameia; and speed thou to Pytho also a winged arrow sweet, for not unto the ground shall fall the words thou shalt essay, while trilling the lyre in honour of the wrestling of the hero from famous Opis. Praise herself and her son; praise her whom Themis and her glorious daughter, the Saviour Eunomia, have received as their portion. She rejoiceth o’er the deeds of valour done beside thy

18Ἀλφεοῦ τε ῥέεθρον· ὅθεν στεφάνων ἄωτοι κλυτὰν 20Λοκρῶν ἐπαείροντι ματέρʼ ἀγλαόδενδρον. ἐγὼ δέ τοι φίλαν πόλιν μαλεραῖς ἐπιφλέγων ἀοιδαῖς, καὶ ἀγάνορος ἵππου θᾶσσον καὶ ναὸς ὑποπτέρου παντᾷ 25ἀγγελίαν πέμψω ταύταν, εἰ σύν τινι μοιριδίῳ παλάμᾳ ἐξαίρετον Χαρίτων νέμομαι κᾶπον· κεῖναι γὰρ ὤπασαν τὰ τέρπνʼ· ἀγαθοὶ δὲ καὶ σοφοὶ κατὰ δαίμονʼ ἄνδρες ἐγένοντʼ· ἐπεὶ ἀντία 30πῶς ἂν τριόδοντος Ἡρακλέης σκύταλον τίναξε χερσίν, ἁνίκʼ ἀμφὶ Πύλον σταθεὶς ἤρειδε Ποσειδᾶν ἤρειδεν δέ νιν ἀργυρέῳ τόξῳ πολεμίζων Φοῖβος, οὐδʼ Ἀΐδας ἀκινήταν ἔχε ῥάβδον, βρότεα σώμαθʼ ᾇ κατάγει κοίλαν πρὸς ἀγυιὰν 35θνᾳσκόντων; ἀπό μοι λόγον τοῦτον, στόμα, ῥῖψον· ἐπεὶ τό γε λοιδορῆσαι θεοὺς ἐχθρὰ σοφία, καὶ τὸ καυχᾶσθαι παρὰ καιρὸν μανίαισιν ὑποκρέκει. 40μὴ νῦν λαλάγει τὰ τοιαῦτʼ· ἔα πόλεμον μάχαν τε πᾶσαν

‘stream, Castalia, and beside Alpheüs. Thence it is that the choicest crowns do glorify the mother-city of the Locrians amid her noble trees. Lo! I am lighting up that city dear with dazzling songs of praise, and I shall spread my message everywhere, more swiftly than proud steed or winged ship, so surely as I, by the ordering of destiny, am tilling the choicest garden of the Graces, for ‘tis they that are givers of delight, but men become brave and wise according unto fate divine. Else, how had Heracles wielded his club against the trident? what time he was pressed hard by Poseidon standing in defence of Pylos aye and pressed hard by Phoebus, who was warring with his silver bow, nor did Hades keep his wand unmoved, the wand wherewith he leadeth mortal forms down to the hollow way of the dead. Cast away this word, O my lips! since to speak evil of the gods is a skill that is hateful, and untimely boasting is in unison with madness. Babble not, my Muse, of such themes as these; let war and all battle remain far from the immortals; but lend thy tongue to the city

41χωρὶς ἀθανάτων· φέροις δὲ Πρωτογενείας ἄστει γλῶσσαν, ἵνʼ αἰολοβρόντα Διὸς αἴσᾳ Πύρρα Δευκαλίων τε Παρνασοῦ καταβάντε δόμον ἔθεντο πρῶτον, ἄτερ δʼ εὐνᾶς ὁμόδαμον 45κτισσάσθαν λίθινον γόνον· λαοὶ δʼ ὀνύμασθεν. ἔγειρʼ ἐπέων σφιν οἶμον λιγύν, αἴνει δὲ παλαιὸν μὲν οἶνον, ἄνθεα δʼ ὕμνων νεωτέρων. λέγοντι μὰν 50χθόνα μὲν κατακλύσαι μέλαιναν ὕδατος σθένος, ἀλλὰ Ζηνὸς τέχναις ἀνάπωτιν ἐξαίφνας ἄντλον ἑλεῖν. κείνων ἔσαν χαλκάσπιδες ὑμέτεροι πρόγονοι 55ἀρχᾶθεν Ἰαπετιονίδος φύτλας κοῦροι κορᾶν καὶ φερτάτων Κρονιδᾶν, ἐγχώριοι βασιλῆες αἰεί, πρὶν Ὀλύμπιος ἁγεμὼν θύγατρʼ ἀπὸ γᾶς Ἐπειῶν Ὀπόεντος ἀναρπάσαις, ἕκαλος μίχθη Μαιναλίαισιν ἐν δειραῖς, καὶ ἔνεικεν 60Λοκρῷ, μὴ καθέλοι μιν αἰὼν πότμον ἐφάψαις ὀρφανὸν γενεᾶς. ἔχεν δὲ σπέρμα μέγιστον ἄλοχος, εὐφράνθη τε ἰδὼν ἥρως θετὸν υἱόν, μάτρωος δʼ ἐκάλεσσέ νιν ἰσώνυμον ἔμμεν,

of Protogeneia, where, by the ordinance of Zeus with the gleaming thunderbolt, Pyrrha and Deucalion, coming down from Parnassus, first fixed their home, and, without wedlock, made the stone people to be of one folk, and from the stones were the people called. Raise in their honour a clearly sounding strain, and, while thou praisest the wine that is old, thou shalt also praise the flowers of songs that are new. They tell, in sooth, how the mighty waters drowned the dark earth, until, by the counsels of Zeus, the ebbing tide suddenly drained off the flood. From these were descended your ancestors with their brazen shields, young men sprung of old from the daughters of the race of Iapetus and from the mighty sons of Cronus, being ever a native line of kings, until the Lord of Olympus, having carried off the daughter of Opis from the land of the Epeians, lay by her side in a silent spot amid the Maenalian mountains, and brought her to Locrus, that so Time might not destroy him, laying upon him the doom of childlessness. But his bride bare in her womb the seed of the Mightiest, and the hero rejoiced at seeing the son that had been given him, and called him by

65ὑπέρφατον ἄνδρα μορφᾷ τε καὶ ἔργοισι. πόλιν δʼ ὤπασεν λαόν τε διαιτᾶν. ἀφίκοντο δέ οἱ ξένοι, ἔκ τʼ Ἄργεος ἔκ τε Θηβᾶν, οἱ δʼ Ἀρκάδες, οἱ δὲ καὶ Πισᾶται· υἱὸν δʼ Ἄκτορος ἐξόχως τίμασεν ἐποίκων 70Αἰγίνας τε Μενοίτιον· τοῦ παῖς ἅμʼ Ἀτρείδαις Τεύθραντος πεδίον μολὼν ἔστα σὺν Ἀχιλλεῖ μόνος, ὅτʼ ἀλκᾶντας Δαναοὺς τρέψαις ἁλίαισιν πρύμναις Τήλεφος ἔμβαλεν· ὥστʼ ἔμφρονι δεῖξαι 75μαθεῖν Πατρόκλου βιατὰν νόον. ἐξ οὗ Θέτιος γόνος οὐλίῳ νιν ἐν Ἄρει παραγορεῖτο μή ποτε σφετέρας ἄτερθε ταξιοῦσθαι δαμασιμβρότου αἰχμᾶς. 80εἴην εὑρησιεπὴς ἀναγεῖσθαι πρόσφορος ἐν Μοισᾶν δίφρῳ· τόλμα δὲ καὶ ἀμφιλαφὴς δύναμις ἕσποιτο. προξενίᾳ δʼ ἀρετᾷ τʼ ἦλθον τιμάορος Ἰσθμίαισι Λαμπρομάχου μίτραις, ὅτʼ ἀμφότεροι κράτησαν 85μίαν ἔργον ἀνʼ ἁμέραν. ἄλλαι δὲ δύʼ ἐν Κορίνθου πύλαις ἐγένοντʼ ἔπειτα χάρμαι,

the self-same name as his mother’s sire. Wondrous he became in beauty of form and in the works of his hands, and Locrus gave him a city and a people to govern; and strangers gathered themselves together unto him from Argos and Thebes, from Arcadia and Pisa; but, among the new settlers, he chiefly honoured the son of Actor and Aegina, Menoetius. It was the son of Menoetius who went with Atreidae to the plain of Teuthras, and stood alone beside Achilles, when Télephus turned to flight the valiant Danai, and made onslaught on their ships beside the sea; so that a man of understanding might clearly discern the warrior spirit of Patroclus. From that time forward the son of Thetis exhorted him never in murderous war to post himself afar from his own man-subduing spear. Would I could find me words as I move onward as a bearer of good gifts in the Muses’ car; would I might be attended by Daring and by all-embracing Power! I have come at virtue’s bidding, and in friendship for the folk, to pay the further honour due to the Isthmian wreath of Lampromachus, for that the twain were victors in two events on the self-same day; and, afterwards, there were two gladsome victories at the portals of Corinth and others won

87ταὶ δὲ καὶ Νεμέας Ἐφαρμόστῳ κατὰ κόλπον· Ἄργει τʼ ἔσχεθε κῦδος ἀνδρῶν, παῖς δʼ ἐν Ἀθάναις, οἷον δʼ ἐν Μαραθῶνι συλαθεὶς ἀγενείων 90μένεν ἀγῶνα πρεσβυτέρων ἀμφʼ ἀργυρίδεσσιν· φῶτας δʼ ὀξυρεπεῖ δόλῳ ἀπτῶτι δαμάσσαις διήρχετο κύκλον ὅσσᾳ βοᾷ, ὡραῖος ἐὼν καὶ καλὸς κάλλιστά τε ῥέξαις. 95τὰ δὲ Παρρασίῳ στρατῷ θαυμαστὸς ἐὼν φάνη Ζηνὸς ἀμφὶ πανάγυριν Λυκαίου, καὶ ψυχρᾶν ὁπότʼ εὐδιανὸν φάρμακον αὐρᾶν Πελλάνᾳ φέρε· σύνδικος δʼ αὐτῷ Ἰολάου τύμβος εἰναλία τʼ Ἐλευσὶς ἀγλαΐαισιν. 100τὸ δὲ φυᾷ κράτιστον ἅπαν· πολλοὶ δὲ διδακταῖς ἀνθρώπων ἀρεταῖς κλέος ὤρουσαν ἀρέσθαι. ἄνευ δὲ θεοῦ σεσιγαμένον οὐ σκαιότερον χρῆμʼ ἕκαστον. ἐντὶ γὰρ ἄλλαι 105ὁδῶν ὁδοὶ περαίτεραι, μία δʼ οὐχ ἅπαντας ἄμμε θρέψει μελέτα· σοφίαι μὲν αἰπειναί· τοῦτο δὲ προσφέρων ἆθλον,

by Epharmostus in the vale of Nemea, while at Argos he gained glory in a contest of men, and as a boy at Athens. And, when reft from the beardless company, what a glorious contest for the prize of silver cups did he maintain at Marathon, among the men and, having vanquished those wights by the cunning skill that swiftly shifts its balance but never falls, amid what loud applause did he pass round the-ring, a victor in life’s prime, nobly fair, and one who had wrought most noble deeds! Then again he seemed marvellous to look upon, amid the Parrhasian people, at the festival of the Lycaean Zeus, and also on that day when, at Pellana, he carried off as his prize a warm remedy against the chilly blasts; and the tomb of Iolaus beareth witness to him, and the shore of Eleusis telleth of his glorious Sdiress. That which cometh of Nature is ever best, but many men have striven to win their fame by means of merit that cometh from mere training ; but anything whatsoever, in which God hath no part, is none the worse for being quelled in silence. Yet some roads lead further than others, and it is not all of us that can prosper in a single path of work. Steep are the heights of skill; but, while offering this prize of song, with a ringing shout do I boldly

109ὄρθιον ὤρυσαι θαρσέων, 110τόνδʼ ἀνέρα δαιμονίᾳ γεγάμεν εὔχειρα, δεξιόγυιον, ὁρῶντʼ ἀλκάν, Αἰάντειόν τʼ ἐν δαιτὶ Ἰλιάδα νικῶν ἐπεστεφάνωσε βωμόν.

declare that our hero hath by the blessing of heaven been born with deftness of hand and litheness of limb, and with valour in his glance—our hero, who, at the banquet of the son of Oileus, crowned by his victory the altar of Aias.

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English translation by Sir John Sandys (1915). Original text: Sir John Sandys (ed.), The Odes of Pindar, Loeb Classical Library, London: Heinemann; New York: Putnam, 1915 (Greek text as digitised by Perseus from the 1937 reprint).

Greek text and translation from the Perseus Digital Library, Tufts University, CC BY-SA 4.0 (Perseus Digital Library, Greek text); translation public domain (OCR from the Internet Archive scan). Introductions, summaries and notes © GreekMythology.com.

Olympian Odes 9.1–112: For Epharmostus — Deucalion and Opus