Religion
Book VI, 38
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. I, 1916)
To thee Poseidon, Lord of the sea, did Amyntichus give these his last gifts, when he ceased from his toil on the deep—his nets edged with lead that plunge into the sea, his oar still drunk with the brine, his spear for killing sea-monsters, strong lance of the waters, his weel ever betrayed by floats, his anchor, firm hand of his boat, and the flint, dear to sailors, that has the art of guarding the seed of fire.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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