Alcaeus, fragment 326. 1-4

 

“I don’t fathom the war of the winds

One wave courses from this side

The other from another, and we in the middle

Are tossed about in a black ship.”

 

 

ἀσυννέτημμι τὼν ἀνέμων στάσιν,

τὸ μὲν γὰρ ἔνθεν κῦμα κυλίνδεται,

τὸ δ’ ἔνθεν, ἄμμες δ’ ὂν τὸ μέσσον

νᾶϊ φορήμμεθα σὺν μελαίναι

Alcaeus, fragment 335

 

 

“For those who have wine, the best medicine of all is getting drunk.”

 

… φαρμάκων δ’ ἄριστον

οἶνον ἐνεικαμένοις μεθύσθην

 

Nothing moderate about this. But what if you have no wine?

(All good harvest festivals need a feast…)

Alcaeus, fragment 341

 

 

“If you say what you want you may hear what you don’t.”

 

αἴ κ’ εἴπηις τὰ θέληις <καί κεν> ἀκούσαις τά κεν οὐ θέλοις

 

From Alcaeus, the one from Mytilene.

Alcaeus, fragment 117, 27-28

 

“Whatever someone gives to a prostitute he might as well spill  into the waves of the dark sea”

 

[     ]ται· πόρναι δ’ ὄ κέ τις δίδ[ωι

ἴ]σα κἀ[ς] πολίας κῦμ’ ἄλ[ο]ς ἐσβ[ά]λην.

 

Alcaeus, charming and loving

Alcaeus, fragment 326. 1-4

 

“I don’t fathom the war of the winds

One wave courses from this side

The other from that, and we in the middle

Are tossed about in a black ship”

 

 

 

ἀσυννέτημμι τὼν ἀνέμων στάσιν,

τὸ μὲν γὰρ ἔνθεν κῦμα κυλίνδεται,

τὸ δ’ ἔνθεν, ἄμμες δ’ ὂν τὸ μέσσον

νᾶϊ φορήμμεθα σὺν μελαίναι

 

Sea-Faring is scary.

Alcaeus 347. 3-4 (Athenaeus, Deipnosophists x 430c-d)

“Semele and Zeus’ son gave wine to men as an amnesia from their troubles”

 

 

οἶνον γὰρ Σεμέλας καὶ Δίος υἶος λαθικάδεον

ἀνθρώποισιν ἔδωκ’.

Homer has nothing on the lyric poets as a oenophile.

Alcaeus, Fragment 377

“You drove me from my grief”

ἔκ μ’ ἔλασας ἀλγέων

Alcaeus of Mytilene was a lyric poet often paired with SapphoImage