Lucian of Samosata, Navigium, Kenneth Kilburn (Translator), 19

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LYCINUS

What’s this, Adimantus? Your ship will sink. The weight of wheat and an equivalent volume of gold is not the same.

ADIMANTUS

Don’t grudge it, Lycinus. When you come to your wish, make Parnes there, if you want, all of gold and have it so. I shan’t say a word.

LYCINUS

I was thinking of your own safety, to avoid the loss of all hands with the gold. Indeed your prayer is moderate, but your pretty boy, poor wretch, will drown, not knowing how to swim.

TIMOLAUS

Cheer up, Lycinus. The dolphins will swim up under him and carry him to shore. A lyre-player ¹ was saved by them and received the reward of his song, and the body of another boy ² was taken in the same way to the Isthmus on a dolphin’s back, so do you think Adimantus’s newly-bought servant will be in want of a loving dolphin?

ADIMANTUS

You’re copying Lycinus, Timolaus. You’re piling up the quips. It was your idea, you know.

Navigium. Lucian of Samosata. Kenneth Kilburn (Translator). Medford, MA. Perseus 5.0.

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Current edition Perseus

The ship or the wishes (English) (Lucian, Vol. 6. Kilburn, Kenneth, translator. London: William Heinemann, Ltd.; Cambridge, MA: Harvard University Press, 1959 (unrenewed copyright).)

Editions (2)

Πλοῖον ἢ Εὐχαί Perseus (Lucian. Luciani Samosatensis Opera, Vol. 3. Jacobitz, Karl, editor. Leipzig: Teubner, 1913.) — 19 focus

Λυκῖνος

τί τοῦτο, ὦ Ἀδείμαντε; καταδύσεταί σοι τὸ πλοῖον, οὐ γὰρ ἴσον βάρος πυροῦ καὶ ἰσαρίθμου χρυσοῦ. 261

Ἀδείμαντος

μὴ φθόνει, ὦ Λυκῖνε, ἀλλʼ ἐπειδὰν εἰς σὲ παρέλθῃ ἡ εὐχή, τὴν Πάρνηθα ἐκείνην, εἰ θέλεις, ὅλην χρυσῆν ποιήσας ἔχε, κἀγὼ σιωπήσομαί σοι.

Λυκῖνος

ἀλλʼ ὑπὲρ ἀσφαλείας τοῦτο ἔγωγε τῆς σῆς ἐποιησάμην, ὡς μὴ ἀπολέσθαι ἅπαντας μετὰ τοῦ χρυσίου· καὶ τὰ μὲν ἡμέτερα μέτρια, τὸ μειράκιον δὲ τὸ ὡραῖον ἀποπνιγήσεται ἄθλιον νεῖν οὐκ ἐπιστάμενον.

Τιμόλαος

θάρρει, ὦ Λυκῖνε· οἱ δελφῖνες γὰρ αὐτὸ ὑποδύντες ἐξοίσουσιν ἐπὶ τὴν γῆν. ἢ νομίζεις κιθαρῳδὸν μέν τινα σωθῆναι παρʼ αὐτῶν καὶ ἀπολαβεῖν τὸν μισθὸν ἀντὶ τῆς ᾠδῆς καὶ νεκρόν τι ἄλλο παιδίον ἐς τὸν Ἰσθμὸν ἐπὶ δελφῖνος ὁμοίως προκομισθῆναι, τὸν δὲ Ἀδειμάντου οἰκέτην τὸν νεώνητοι ἀπορήσειν δελφῖνος ἐρωτικοῦ;

Ἀδείμαντος

καὶ σὺ γάρ, Τιμόλαε, μιμῇ Λυκῖνον καὶ ἐπιμετρεῖς τῶν σκωμμάτων, καὶ ταῦτα εἰσηγητὴς αὐτὸς γενόμενος;

Πλοῖον ἢΕυχαί Perseus (Lucian, Vol. 6. Kilburn, Kenneth, editor. London: William Heinemann, Ltd.; Cambridge, MA: Harvard University Press, 1959 (unrenewed copyright).) — 19 focus

ΛΥΚΙΝΟΣ

Τί τοῦτο, ὦ Ἀδείμαντε; καταδύσεταί σοι τὸ πλοῖον, οὐ γὰρ ἴσον βάρος πυροῦ καὶ τοῦ ἰσαρίθμου χρυσίου.

ΑΔΕΙΜΑΝΤΟΣ

Μὴ φθόνει, ὦ Λυκῖνε, ἀλλ’ ἐπειδὰν εἰς σὲ παρέλθῃ ἡ εὐχή, τὴν Πάρνηθα ἐκείνην, εἰ θέλεις, ὅλην χρυσῆν ποιήσας ἔχε, κἀγὼ σιωπήσομαί σοι.

ΛΥΚΙΝΟΣ

Ἀλλ' ὑπὲρ ἀσφαλείας τοῦτο ἔγωγε τῆς σῆς ἐποιησάμην, ὡς μὴ ἀπολέσθαι ἅπαντας μετὰ τοῦ χρυσίου. καὶ τὰ μὲν ὑμέτερα μέτρια, τὸ μειράκιον δὲ τὸ ὡραῖον ἀποπνιγήσεται ἄθλιον νεῖν οὐκ ἐπιστάμενον.

ΤΙΜΟΛΑΟΣ

Θάρρει, ὦ Λυκῖνε. οἱ δελφῖνες γὰρ αὐτὸ ὑποδύντες ἐξοίσουσιν ἐπὶ τὴν γῆν. ἢ νομίζεις κιθαρῳδὸν μέν τινα σωθῆναι παρ' αὐτῶν καὶ ἀπολαβεῖν τὸν μισθὸν ἀντὶ τῆς ᾠδῆς καὶ νεκρόν τι ἄλλο παιδίον ἐς τὸν Ἰσθμὸν ἐπὶ δελφῖνος ὁμοίως προσκομισθῆναι, τὸν δὲ Ἀδειμάντου οἰκέτην τὸν νεώνητον ἀπορήσειν δελφῖνος ἐρωτικοῦ;

ΑΔΕΙΜΑΝΤΟΣ

Καὶ σὺ γάρ, Τιμόλαε, μιμῇ Λυκῖνον καὶ ἐπιμετρεῖς τῶν σκωμμάτων, καὶ ταῦτα εἰσηγητὴς αὐτὸς γενόμενος;

Translations (1)

The Ship: Or, the Wishes Perseus (The Works of Lucian of Samosata, Vol. 4. Fowler, Henry Watson and Fowler, Francis George, translators. Oxford: Clarendon Press, 1905.) — 19 focus

Lycinus

Hullo! The ship will sink. Wheat and gold to the same bulk are not of the same weight.

Adimantus

Now, don’t make envious remarks, When your turn comes, you can have the whole of Parnes turned into a mass of gold if you like, and I shall say nothing.

Lycinus

Oh, I was only thinking of your safety. I don’t want all hands to go down with the golden cargo. It would not matter so much about us, but the poor boy would be drowned; he can’t swim.

Timolaus

Oh, that will be all right. The dolphins will pick him up and get him to shore. Shall a paltry musician be rescued by them for a song’s sake, a lifeless Melicertes be carried on their backs to the Isthmus, and Adimantus’s latest purchase find never an amorous dolphin at his need?

Adimantus

Timolaus, you are just as bad as Lycinus, with your superfluous sneers. You ought to know better; it was all your idea.

Notes on the current edition

The ship or the wishes

1. Arion.

2. Melicertes.

Lucian of Samosata Navigium 19

Kenneth Kilburn (Translator)

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LYCINUS

What’s this, Adimantus? Your ship will sink. The weight of wheat and an equivalent volume of gold is not the same.

ADIMANTUS

Don’t grudge it, Lycinus. When you come to your wish, make Parnes there, if you want, all of gold and have it so. I shan’t say a word.

LYCINUS

I was thinking of your own safety, to avoid the loss of all hands with the gold. Indeed your prayer is moderate, but your pretty boy, poor wretch, will drown, not knowing how to swim.

ADIMANTUS

You’re copying Lycinus, Timolaus. You’re piling up the quips. It was your idea, you know.

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Λυκῖνος

τί τοῦτο, ὦ Ἀδείμαντε; καταδύσεταί σοι τὸ πλοῖον, οὐ γὰρ ἴσον βάρος πυροῦ καὶ ἰσαρίθμου χρυσοῦ. 261

Ἀδείμαντος

μὴ φθόνει, ὦ Λυκῖνε, ἀλλʼ ἐπειδὰν εἰς σὲ παρέλθῃ ἡ εὐχή, τὴν Πάρνηθα ἐκείνην, εἰ θέλεις, ὅλην χρυσῆν ποιήσας ἔχε, κἀγὼ σιωπήσομαί σοι.

Ἀδείμαντος

καὶ σὺ γάρ, Τιμόλαε, μιμῇ Λυκῖνον καὶ ἐπιμετρεῖς τῶν σκωμμάτων, καὶ ταῦτα εἰσηγητὴς αὐτὸς γενόμενος;

ΛΥΚΙΝΟΣ

Τί τοῦτο, ὦ Ἀδείμαντε; καταδύσεταί σοι τὸ πλοῖον, οὐ γὰρ ἴσον βάρος πυροῦ καὶ τοῦ ἰσαρίθμου χρυσίου.

ΑΔΕΙΜΑΝΤΟΣ

Μὴ φθόνει, ὦ Λυκῖνε, ἀλλ’ ἐπειδὰν εἰς σὲ παρέλθῃ ἡ εὐχή, τὴν Πάρνηθα ἐκείνην, εἰ θέλεις, ὅλην χρυσῆν ποιήσας ἔχε, κἀγὼ σιωπήσομαί σοι.

ΑΔΕΙΜΑΝΤΟΣ

Καὶ σὺ γάρ, Τιμόλαε, μιμῇ Λυκῖνον καὶ ἐπιμετρεῖς τῶν σκωμμάτων, καὶ ταῦτα εἰσηγητὴς αὐτὸς γενόμενος;

Lycinus

Hullo! The ship will sink. Wheat and gold to the same bulk are not of the same weight.

Adimantus

Now, don’t make envious remarks, When your turn comes, you can have the whole of Parnes turned into a mass of gold if you like, and I shall say nothing.

Lycinus

Oh, I was only thinking of your safety. I don’t want all hands to go down with the golden cargo. It would not matter so much about us, but the poor boy would be drowned; he can’t swim.

Timolaus

Oh, that will be all right. The dolphins will pick him up and get him to shore. Shall a paltry musician be rescued by them for a song’s sake, a lifeless Melicertes be carried on their backs to the Isthmus, and Adimantus’s latest purchase find never an amorous dolphin at his need?

Adimantus

Timolaus, you are just as bad as Lycinus, with your superfluous sneers. You ought to know better; it was all your idea.

Notes on the current edition

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LYCINUS What’s this, Adimantus? Your ship will sink. The weight of wheat and an equivalent volume of gold is not the same.

ADIMANTUS Don’t grudge it, Lycinus. When you come to your wish, make Parnes there, if you want, all of gold and have it so. I shan’t say a word.

LYCINUS I was thinking of your own safety, to avoid the loss of all hands with the gold. Indeed your prayer is moderate, but your pretty boy, poor wretch, will drown, not knowing how to swim.

ADIMANTUS You’re copying Lycinus, Timolaus. You’re piling up the quips. It was your idea, you know.

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Λυκῖνος τί τοῦτο, ὦ Ἀδείμαντε; καταδύσεταί σοι τὸ πλοῖον, οὐ γὰρ ἴσον βάρος πυροῦ καὶ ἰσαρίθμου χρυσοῦ. 261

Ἀδείμαντος μὴ φθόνει, ὦ Λυκῖνε, ἀλλʼ ἐπειδὰν εἰς σὲ παρέλθῃ ἡ εὐχή, τὴν Πάρνηθα ἐκείνην, εἰ θέλεις, ὅλην χρυσῆν ποιήσας ἔχε, κἀγὼ σιωπήσομαί σοι.

Ἀδείμαντος καὶ σὺ γάρ, Τιμόλαε, μιμῇ Λυκῖνον καὶ ἐπιμετρεῖς τῶν σκωμμάτων, καὶ ταῦτα εἰσηγητὴς αὐτὸς γενόμενος;

ΛΥΚΙΝΟΣ Τί τοῦτο, ὦ Ἀδείμαντε; καταδύσεταί σοι τὸ πλοῖον, οὐ γὰρ ἴσον βάρος πυροῦ καὶ τοῦ ἰσαρίθμου χρυσίου.

ΑΔΕΙΜΑΝΤΟΣ Μὴ φθόνει, ὦ Λυκῖνε, ἀλλ’ ἐπειδὰν εἰς σὲ παρέλθῃ ἡ εὐχή, τὴν Πάρνηθα ἐκείνην, εἰ θέλεις, ὅλην χρυσῆν ποιήσας ἔχε, κἀγὼ σιωπήσομαί σοι.

ΑΔΕΙΜΑΝΤΟΣ Καὶ σὺ γάρ, Τιμόλαε, μιμῇ Λυκῖνον καὶ ἐπιμετρεῖς τῶν σκωμμάτων, καὶ ταῦτα εἰσηγητὴς αὐτὸς γενόμενος;

Lycinus Hullo! The ship will sink. Wheat and gold to the same bulk are not of the same weight.

Adimantus Now, don’t make envious remarks, When your turn comes, you can have the whole of Parnes turned into a mass of gold if you like, and I shall say nothing.

Lycinus Oh, I was only thinking of your safety. I don’t want all hands to go down with the golden cargo. It would not matter so much about us, but the poor boy would be drowned; he can’t swim.

Timolaus Oh, that will be all right. The dolphins will pick him up and get him to shore. Shall a paltry musician be rescued by them for a song’s sake, a lifeless Melicertes be carried on their backs to the Isthmus, and Adimantus’s latest purchase find never an amorous dolphin at his need?

Adimantus Timolaus, you are just as bad as Lycinus, with your superfluous sneers. You ought to know better; it was all your idea.

Notes on the current edition

Stable identifiers

LYCINUS

What’s this, Adimantus? Your ship will sink. The weight of wheat and an equivalent volume of gold is not the same.

ADIMANTUS

Don’t grudge it, Lycinus. When you come to your wish, make Parnes there, if you want, all of gold and have it so. I shan’t say a word.

LYCINUS

I was thinking of your own safety, to avoid the loss of all hands with the gold. Indeed your prayer is moderate, but your pretty boy, poor wretch, will drown, not knowing how to swim.

ADIMANTUS

You’re copying Lycinus, Timolaus. You’re piling up the quips. It was your idea, you know.

Λυκῖνος

τί τοῦτο, ὦ Ἀδείμαντε; καταδύσεταί σοι τὸ πλοῖον, οὐ γὰρ ἴσον βάρος πυροῦ καὶ ἰσαρίθμου χρυσοῦ. 261

Ἀδείμαντος

μὴ φθόνει, ὦ Λυκῖνε, ἀλλʼ ἐπειδὰν εἰς σὲ παρέλθῃ ἡ εὐχή, τὴν Πάρνηθα ἐκείνην, εἰ θέλεις, ὅλην χρυσῆν ποιήσας ἔχε, κἀγὼ σιωπήσομαί σοι.

Ἀδείμαντος

καὶ σὺ γάρ, Τιμόλαε, μιμῇ Λυκῖνον καὶ ἐπιμετρεῖς τῶν σκωμμάτων, καὶ ταῦτα εἰσηγητὴς αὐτὸς γενόμενος;

ΛΥΚΙΝΟΣ

Τί τοῦτο, ὦ Ἀδείμαντε; καταδύσεταί σοι τὸ πλοῖον, οὐ γὰρ ἴσον βάρος πυροῦ καὶ τοῦ ἰσαρίθμου χρυσίου.

ΑΔΕΙΜΑΝΤΟΣ

Μὴ φθόνει, ὦ Λυκῖνε, ἀλλ’ ἐπειδὰν εἰς σὲ παρέλθῃ ἡ εὐχή, τὴν Πάρνηθα ἐκείνην, εἰ θέλεις, ὅλην χρυσῆν ποιήσας ἔχε, κἀγὼ σιωπήσομαί σοι.

ΑΔΕΙΜΑΝΤΟΣ

Καὶ σὺ γάρ, Τιμόλαε, μιμῇ Λυκῖνον καὶ ἐπιμετρεῖς τῶν σκωμμάτων, καὶ ταῦτα εἰσηγητὴς αὐτὸς γενόμενος;

Lycinus

Hullo! The ship will sink. Wheat and gold to the same bulk are not of the same weight.

Adimantus

Now, don’t make envious remarks, When your turn comes, you can have the whole of Parnes turned into a mass of gold if you like, and I shall say nothing.

Lycinus

Oh, I was only thinking of your safety. I don’t want all hands to go down with the golden cargo. It would not matter so much about us, but the poor boy would be drowned; he can’t swim.

Timolaus

Oh, that will be all right. The dolphins will pick him up and get him to shore. Shall a paltry musician be rescued by them for a song’s sake, a lifeless Melicertes be carried on their backs to the Isthmus, and Adimantus’s latest purchase find never an amorous dolphin at his need?

Adimantus

Timolaus, you are just as bad as Lycinus, with your superfluous sneers. You ought to know better; it was all your idea.