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“The island is pretty to look at. The bay most picturesque. But it appears there are few inhabitants at Delos, and almost no cultivation – whether owing to the natural bareness of the soil or to the carelessness of the population, I am not aware.”
– C.P. Cavafy, 15 June 1901.
Source: twitter.com/CCavafy
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ITHACA . . When you set out on your journey to Ithaca, pray that the road is long, full of adventure, full of knowledge. The Lestrygonians and the Cyclops, the angry Poseidon - do not fear them: You will never find such as these on your path, if your thoughts remain lofty, if a fine emotion touches your spirit and your body. The Lestrygonians and the Cyclops, the fierce Poseidon you will never encounter, if you do not carry them within your soul, if your soul does not set them up before you.
ΘΑΚΗ . . Σα βγεις στον πηγαιμό για την Ιθάκη, να εύχεσαι νάναι μακρύς ο δρόμος, γεμάτος περιπέτειες, γεμάτος γνώσεις. Τους Λαιστρυγόνας και τους Κύκλωπας, τον θυμωμένο Ποσειδώνα μη φοβάσαι, τέτοια στον δρόμο σου ποτέ σου δεν θα βρείς, αν μέν' η σκέψις σου υψηλή, αν εκλεκτή συγκίνησις το πνεύμα και το σώμα σου αγγίζει. Τους Λαιστρυγόνας και τους Κύκλωπας, τον άγριο Ποσειδώνα δεν θα συναντήσεις, αν δεν τους κουβανείς μες στην ψυχή σου, αν η ψυχή σου δεν τους στήνει εμπρός σου.
Pray that the road is long. That the summer mornings are many, when, with such pleasure, with such joy you will enter ports seen for the first time; stop at Phoenician markets, and purchase fine merchandise, mother-of-pearl and coral, amber and ebony, and sensual perfumes of all kinds, as many sensual perfumes as you can; visit many Egyptian cities, to learn and learn from scholars.
Να εύχεσαι νάναι μακρύς ο δρόμος. Πολλά τα καλοκαιρινά πρωϊά να είναι που με τι ευχαρίστησι, με τι χαρά θα μπαίνεις σε λιμένας πρωτοειδωμένους· να σταματήσεις σ' εμπορεία Φοινικικά, και τες καλές πραγμάτειες ν' αποκτήσεις, σεντέφια και κοράλλια, κεχριμπάρια κ' έβενους, και ηδονικά μυρωδικά κάθε λογής, όσο μπορείς πιο άφθονα ηδονικά μυρωδικά· σε πόλεις Αιγυπτιακές πολλές να πας, να μάθεις και να μάθεις απ' τους σπουδασμένους.
Always keep Ithaca in your mind. To arrive there is your ultimate goal. But do not hurry the voyage at all. It is better to let it last for many years; and to anchor at the island when you are old, rich with all you have gained on the way, not expecting that Ithaca will offer you riches.
Πάντα στον νου σου νάχεις την Ιθάκη. Το φθάσιμον εκεί είν' ο προορισμός σου. Αλλά μη βιάζεις το ταξίδι διόλου. Καλλίτερα χρόνια πολλά να διαρκέσει· και γέρος πια ν' αράξεις στο νησί, πλούσιος με όσα κέρδισες στον δρόμο, μη προσδοκώντας πλούτη να σε δώσει η Ιθάκη.
Ithaca has given you the beautiful voyage. Without her you would have never set out on the road. She has nothing more to give you.
Η Ιθάκη σ' έδωσε το ωραίο ταξίδι. Χωρίς αυτήν δεν θάβγαινες στον δρόμο. Αλλο δεν έχει να σε δώσει πια.
And if you find her poor, Ithaca has not deceived you. Wise as you have become, with so much experience, you must already have understood what Ithacas mean.
Κι αν πτωχική την βρεις, η Ιθάκη δεν σε γέλασε. Ετσι σοφός που έγινες, με τόση πείρα, ήδη θα το κατάλαβες η Ιθάκες τι σημαίνουν.
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found on: https://www.translatum.gr/poetry/cavafy.htm
As you set out for Ithaka hope your road is a long one, full of adventure, full of discovery. Laistrygonians, Cyclops, angry Poseidon—don’t be afraid of them: you’ll never find things like that on your way as long as you keep your thoughts raised high, as long as a rare excitement stirs your spirit and your body.
C.P. Cafavy
Rest In Peace, Elizabeth Garrett, 13th President of Cornell University
IONIC // C. P. CAVAFY (1915)
That we’ve broken their statues, that we’ve driven them out of their temples, doesn’t mean at all that the gods are dead. O land of Ionia, they’re still in love with you, their souls still keep your memory. When an August dawn wakes over you, your atmosphere is potent with their life, and sometimes a young ethereal figure, indistinct, in rapid flight, wings across your hills.
PHILHELLENE // C. P. CAVAFY (1915)
Make sure the engraving is done skillfully. The expression serious, majestic. The diadem preferably somewhat narrow: I don’t like that broad kind the Parthians wear. The inscription, as usual, in Greek: nothing excessive, nothing pompous— we don’t want the proconsul to take it the wrong way: he’s always nosing things out and reporting back to Rome— but of course giving me due honor. Something very special on the other side: some discus-thrower, young, good-looking. Above all I urge you to see to it (Sithaspis, for God’s sake don’t let them forget) that after “King” and “Savior,” they engrave “Philhellene” in elegant characters. Now don’t try to be clever with your “where are the Greeks?” and “what things Greek here behind Zagros, out beyond Phraata?” Since so many others more barbarian than ourselves choose to inscribe it, we will inscribe it too. And besides, don’t forget that sometimes sophists do come to us from Syria, and versifiers, and other triflers of that kind. So we are not, I think, un-Greek.
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WAITING FOR THE BARBARIANS // C. P. CAVAFY (1910)
What are we waiting for, assembled in the Forum?
The barbarians are to arrive today.
Why then such inactivity in the Senate? Why do the Senators sit back and do not legislate?
Because the barbarians will arrive today. What sort of laws now can Senators enact? When the barbarians come, they'll do the legislating.
Why is our emperor up and about so early, and seated at the grandest gate of our city, upon the throne, in state, wearing the crown?
Because the barbarians will arrive today. And the emperor expects to receive their leader. Indeed, he has prepared to present him with a parchment scroll. Thereon he has invested him with many names and titles.
Why have our two consuls and the praetors come out today in their purple, embroidered togas; why did they put on bracelets studded with amethysts, and rings with resplendent, glittering emeralds; why are they carrying today precious staves carved exquisitely in gold and silver?
Because the barbarians will arrive today; and such things dazzle the barbarians.
And why don't our worthy orators, as always, come out to deliver their speeches, to have their usual say?
Because the barbarians will arrive today; and they get bored with eloquence and orations.
Why has there suddenly begun all this commotion and this confusion? (How solemn people's faces have become!) Why are the streets and the squares emptying so swiftly, and everyone is returning home in deep preoccupation?
Because night has fallen and the barbarians have not come. And some people have arrives from the frontiers, and said that there are no barbarians any more.
And now what will become of us without barbarians? Those people were some sort of a solution.
THE HORSES OF ACHILLES // C. P. CAVAFY (1910)
When they saw Patroclus slain, who was so brave, and strong, and young, the horses of Achilles started to weep; their immortal nature grew indignant at witnessing this work of death. They kept tossing their heads and shaking their long manes, striking the earth with their hooves, and lamenting for Patroclus, whom they sensed to be lifeless - annihilated - a base piece of flesh now - his spirit vanished - defenceless - his breath gone - rendered by life back to the great Void.
Zeus saw the tears of the immortal horses and was saddened. 'At the wedding of Peleus', he said, 'I should not have acted so rashly; my poor horses, better that we had not given you away! What were you to do down there, among the wretched race of men that is the plaything of fate. You, whom neither death nor old age awaits, are tormented by ephemeral misfortunes. Mortals have embroiled you in their troubles.' - Yet the two noble creatures went on shedding their tears for the everlasting tragedy of death.
the god abandons antony
My favorite poem of all time. Perfect for transitions.
The God Abandons Antony C.P. Cafavy
When suddenly, at midnight, you hear an invisible procession going by with exquisite music, voices, don’t mourn your luck that’s failing now, work gone wrong, your plans all proving deceptive—don’t mourn them uselessly. As one long prepared, and graced with courage, say goodbye to her, the Alexandria that is leaving. Above all, don’t fool yourself, don’t say it was a dream, your ears deceived you: don’t degrade yourself with empty hopes like these. As one long prepared, and graced with courage, as is right for you who proved worthy of this kind of city, go firmly to the window and listen with deep emotion, but not with the whining, the pleas of a coward; listen—your final delectation—to the voices, to the exquisite music of that strange procession, and say goodbye to her, to the Alexandria you are losing.
