And as soon as they leaned back, and tossed the brine with their oarblades, sweet sleep fell upon his eyelids, an unawakening sleep, most sweet, and most like death.
εὖθ' οἱ ἀνακλινθέντες ἀνερρίπτουν ἅλα πηδῷ , καὶ τῷ νήδυμος ὕπνος ἐπὶ βλεφάροισιν ἔπιπτε , νήγρετος , ἥδιστος , θανάτῳ ἄγχιστα ἐοικώς .
εὖτε ὁ ἀνακλίνω ἀναρρίπτω ἅλς1 πηδόν , καί ὁ νήδυμος ὕπνος ἐπί βλέφαρον πίπτω , νήγρετος , ἡδύς , θάνατος ἄγχιστος εἴκω1 .