History & Politics
Book XIII, 12
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. V, 1918)
Woe worth that day and that fatal moonless night, that dreadful roaring of the wind-beaten sea, that cast ashore the ship on which Abderion, so sweet a soul, was making ineffectual vows to the gods. For she, an utter wreck, was carried by the waves on to the rugged rocks of Seriphus, whence he, having got him fire from the hands of his city’s reverend hosts, came to his home Abdera, lapped in a brazen urn.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
Codex Note
Paton’s metre label: ‘Hexameters followed by iambic trimeters’.
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