When the sun has reached mid-heaven, the unerring old man of the sea is accustomed to come forth from the brine at the breath of the West Wind, hidden by the dark ripple. And when he has come forth, he lies down to sleep in the hollow caves;
ἦμος δ' ἠέλιος μέσον οὐρανὸν ἀμφιβεβήκῃ , τῆμος ἄρ' ἐξ ἁλὸς εἶσι γέρων ἅλιος νημερτὴς πνοιῇ ὕπο Ζεφύροιο μελαίνῃ φρικὶ καλυφθείς , ἐκ δ' ἐλθὼν κοιμᾶται ὑπὸ σπέσσι γλαφυροῖσιν ·
ἦμος δέ ἥλιος μέσος οὐρανός ἀμφιβαίνω , τῆμος ἄρα ἐκ ἅλς1 εἶμι γέρων ἅλιος νημερτής πνοή ὑπό Ζέφυρος μέλας φρίξ καλύπτω , ἐκ δέ ἔρχομαι κοιμάω ὑπό σπέος γλαφυρός ·