Saturday, May 07, 2016
There Once Was a Man from Syracuse
And there is a story of a drink-addict at Syracuse who used to put eggs in the ground under his sleeping-mat, and went on drinking continuously for a long enough time to hatch them.That's immortality of a sort, I suppose. His memory has survived longer than most of ours likely will.
καὶ ἐν Συρακούσαις δὲ φιλοπότης τις ὑποτιθέμενος ὑπὸ τὴν ψίαθον εἰς τὴν γῆν τοσοῦτον ἔπινε, ὡς φασί, χρόνον συνεχῶς, ἕως ἐκλέποι τὰ ᾠά.