Greek Anthology

4.—Εἰς τὸν αὐτόν

Κόσμος ὅλος μύθοισιν ὑπ᾿ ἀντιπάλοισιν ἀεικῶς σείεται, ὁ Τριάδος κλῆρος ὁμοσθενέος· αἰαῖ· Βασιλίου δὲ μεμυκότα χείλεα σιγᾷ. ἔγρεο· καὶ στήτω σοῖσι λόγοισι σάλος 5σαῖς τε θυηπολίῃσι· σὺ γὰρ μόνος ἶσον ἔφηνας καὶ βίοτον μύθῳ καὶ βιότητι λόγον.

5.—Εἰς τὸν αὐτόν

Εἷς θεὸς ὑψιμέδων· ἕνα δ᾿ ἄξιον ἀρχιερῆα ἡμετέρη γενεὴ εἶδέ σε, Βασίλιε, ἄγγελον ἀτρεκίης ἐριηχέα, ὄμμα φαεινὸν Χριστιανοῖς, ψυχῆς κάλλεσι λαμπόμενον, 5Πόντου Καππαδοκῶν τε μέγα κλέος· εἰσέτι καὶ νῦν, λίσσομ᾿, ὑπὲρ κόσμου ἵστασο δῶρ᾿ ἀνάγων.

6.—Εἰς τὸν αὐτόν

Ἐνθάδε Βασιλίοιο Βασίλιον ἀρχιερῆα θέντο με Καισαρέες, Γρηγορίοιο φίλον, ὃν περὶ κῆρι φίλησα· θεὸς δέ οἱ ὄλβια δοίη ἄλλα τε, καὶ ζωῆς ὡς τάχος ἀντιάσαι 5ἡμετέρης· τί δ᾿ ὄνειαρ ἐπὶ χθονὶ δηθύνοντα τήκεσθ᾿, οὐρανίης μνωόμενον φιλίης;

7.—Εἰς τὸν αὐτόν

Τυτθὸν ἔτι πνείεσκες ἐπὶ χθονί, πάντα δὲ Χριστῷ δῶκας ἄγων, ψυχήν, σῶμα, λόγον, παλάμας, Βασίλιε, Χριστοῖο μέγα κλέος, ἕρμ᾿ ἱερήων, ἕρμα πολυσχίστου νῦν πλέον ἀτρεκίης.



4.—On the Same

The whole world, the inheritance of the co-equal Trinity, is shaken in unseemly wise by strife of words. Alas, the lips of Basil are closed and silent. Awake, and by thy words and by thy ministry make the tossing to cease; for thou alone didst exhibit a life equal to thy words and words equal to thy life.

5.—On the Same

There is one God who ruleth on high, and our age saw but one worthy high-priest, thee, Basil, the deep-voiced messenger of truth, the Christians’ bright eye, shining with the beauty of the soul, the great glory of Pontus and Cappadocia. Continue, I implore thee, to stand offering up thy gifts for the world.

6.—On the Same

Here the Caesareans laid me their high-priest, Basil the son of Basil, the friend of Gregory, whom I loved with all my heart. May God grant him all blessings, and especially to attain right soon to this life that is mine. What profiteth it to linger on earth and waste away, longing for a celestial friendship?

7.—On the Same

A little time didst thou still breath on earth, but gavest all thou hadst to Christ, thy soul, thy body, thy speech, thy hands, Basil, the great glory of Christ, the bulwark of the priestly order, and now even more the bulwark of the truth so rent by schism.

DOI: 10.4159/DLCL.greek_anthology_8.1917