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“Zeus rumbles and a mammoth winter of snow pours from the sky; agile rivers are ice. Damn the winter cold! Pile up the burning logs and water the great flagons of red wine; place feather pillows by your head, and drink. Let us not brood about hard times. Bakchos, our solace is in you and your red wines: our medicine of grape. Drink deeply, drink.”

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“Why water more wine in the great bowl? Why do you drown your gullet in grape? I cannot let you spill out your life on song and drink. Let us go to sea, and not let the wintry calm of morning slip by as a drunken sleep. Had we boarded at dawn, seized rudder and spun the flapping crossjack into the wind, we would be happy now, happy as swimming in grape. But you draped a lazy arm on my shoulder, saying: 'Sir, a pillow, your singing does not lead me to ships'.”

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“I know the tunes of every bird, But I, Alkman, found my words and song in the tongue of the strident partridge.”

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“Daughter of the rock and the gray sea you fill all hearts with triumph, tortoise shell of the sea.”

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“Not homes with beautiful roofs, nor walls of permanent stone, nor canals and piers for ships make the city—but men of strength. Not stone and timber, nor skill of carpenter—but men brave who will handle sword and spear. With these you have a city and walls.”

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“It is late, for the harvest is in. Before, we hoped that the full vines would bring a plenitude of fine grapes, but the clusters are slow to ripen and the landlords picked unripe bunches from the branch. We have many grapes now—green and sour.”

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“Drink and be drunk with me, Melanippos. Do you think when you have crossed the great fuming river, you will ever return from Hell to see the clean bright light of the sun? Do not strive for wild hopes. Even the son of Aiolos, King Sisyphos, wisest of men, thought he had eluded death. But for all his brains Fate made him recross Acheron, and the son of Kronos assigned him a terrible trial below the dark earth. Come, I beg you not to brood about these hopeless matters while we are young. We will suffer what must be suffered. When the wind is waiting in the north, a good captain will not swing into the open sea.”

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“I can't tell you which way the gale has turned for waves crash in from west and east, and we are tossed and driven between, our black ship laboring under the giant storm. The sea washes across the decks and maststep and dark daylight already shows through long rents in the sails. Even the halyards slacken as windward waves coil above the hull. What sore labor to bale the water we've shipped! Let us raise bulwarks and ride out the storm, heeding my words: 'Let each man now be famous.' Yet base cowards betray the state.”

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