Quiet Old Age and Divine Luck

Pindar, Nemean 9.41-47

“On different days I will speak
Of the things done on the dry earth
And its neighboring sea.

Our life grows quiet near old age
From labors done in youth
And with justice.

Let this wondrous luck be seen as a gift from the gods.
If someone gains a good reputation alongside wealth,
There’s no more distant a promontory
Where a mortal can plant their feet.”

τὰ δ᾿ ἄλλαις ἁμέραις
πολλὰ μὲν ἐν κονίᾳ
χέρσῳ, τὰ δὲ γείτονι πόντῳ φάσομαι.
ἐκ πόνων δ᾿, οἳ σὺν νεότατι γένωνται
σύν τε δίκᾳ, τελέθει πρὸς γῆρας αἰὼν ἡμέρα.
ἴστω λαχὼν πρὸς δαιμόνων θαυμαστὸν ὄλβον.
εἰ γὰρ ἅμα κτεάνοις πολλοῖς ἐπίδοξον ἄρηται
κῦδος, οὐκ ἔστι πρόσωθεν θνατὸν ἔτι σκοπιᾶς
ἄλλας ἐφάψασθαι ποδοῖν.

Oil painting with a cliff at either side and whitecapped waves over rocks in the middle
Sunrise, by Fujishima Takeji, Hiroshima Museum of Art, Hiroshima, Hiroshima, Japan

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