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Plutarch’s Life of Alexander, VI

May 3, 2009

I translated this passage for the Albert O. Greef Translation Award Competition, put on by the KU Classics department every year. I didn’t win but, more importantly, I enjoyed the process.

VI

Philonicus the Thessalian took Bucephalus the horse to Philip to sell for thirteen talents. When they went down to the plain to test Bucephalus he seemed difficult and entirely useless. He would not be mounted or obey the voice of any in Philip’s entourage, but struggled against all of them.

Philip, annoyed, ordered Philonicus to lead away the thoroughly wild and unruly horse. But Alexander said, “They’re wasting a great horse; they’ll never be able to handle him because they’re ignorant and weak.”

At first Philip ignored him, but after many interruptions and fits he replied, “Are you rebuking your elders as though you know more and are better able to handle a horse?”

“I could definitely handle this horse better than them.”

“And if you can’t, what will be the penalty for your insolence?”

“By Zeus, I’ll pay the price of the horse.”

Laughter followed his words. Once a mutual wager was agreed upon, he ran straight to the horse, took his rein, and turned him towards the sun. Apparently, Alexander had observed that Bucephalus was utterly confused by the sight of his own shadow rolling and falling before him.

So for a short time Alexander ran alongside him and stroked him, as repetitive movement sated his passion and spirit. Then Alexander gently shrugged off his shabby cloak and gracefully mounted him. Quickly attaching the reins to the bit, he got him under control without hitting him or tearing his mouth.  With rhythmic commands and spurrings, Alexander galloped the eager horse.

Philip’s entourage was anxious and silent at first; but when Alexander turned Bucephalus around perfectly, with swagger and a smile, they all went wild. They say that his father even cried tears of joy. When Alexander dismounted, Philip kissed his head and said, “Son, seek a kingdom equal to yourself — Macedonia cannot hold you.”

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