[{"id": 161483, "created": "2022-06-09T09:03:06.466195", "project_id": 379, "task_id": 74791, "user_id": 427, "user_ip": null, "finish_time": "2022-06-09T09:06:29.474741", "timeout": null, "calibration": null, "external_uid": null, "media_url": null, "info": {"other": "", "translation": "And the true friend embraces him silently\r\nAnd goes to the tyrant in submission,\r\nThe other goes hence on his mission.\r\nAnd before the sun rises upon the third day,\r\nHe quickly gives his sister in marriage away,\r\nHurries home, with anxious spirit,\r\nThat he stay not beyond the time limit.\r\n \r\nThen the rain comes pouring down endlessly,\r\nFrom the mountains the springs are rushing,\r\nAnd the brooks and the streams are gushing.\r\nTo the bank with his wanderer\u2019s staff comes he,\r\nAs the whirlpool is tearing the bridge away,\r\nAnd the waves now break with a thunder\r\nThe arch of the vault asunder.\r\n \r\nAnd hopeless he wanders the shore\u2019s dark sand,\r\nAs widely as he scouts and gazes\r\nAnd as loud as the cries he raises,\r\nHere no boat puts out from safety\u2019s strand,\r\nWhich brings him across to the wished-for land,\r\nNo skipper mans his station,\r\nAnd the wild stream swells to an ocean.\r\n \r\nThen he sinks on the shore and prays and cries,\r\nHis hands up to Zeus extended:\r\n\u201cO let the storm\u2019s wrath be ended!\r\nThe hours are hastening, at midday lies\r\nThe sun, and if it leaves the skies,\r\nAnd I cannot reach the city,\r\nThen my friend must die without pity.\u201d\r\n \r\nBut renewed, the rage of the storm does grow,\r\nAnd wave upon wave goes racing,\r\nAnd hour after hour is chasing.\r\nHis courage he seizes, his fear makes him go\r\nAnd headlong he dives in the thundering flow\r\nAnd cleaves, in a powerful fashion,\r\nThe flood, and a god has compassion.\r\n \r\nAnd he wins the bank and runs from the flood\r\nAnd thanks to the god he expresses,\r\nWhen a band of robbers then presses\r\nFrom out a nocturnal spot in the wood,\r\nHis pathway blocking, and snorts for his blood\r\nAnd holds up the wanderer\u2019s speeding\r\nWith threatening cudgels impeding.\r\n \r\n\u201cWhat do you want?\u201d he cries, pale with fear,\r\n\u201cI\u2019ve naught but my life to render,\r\nWhich I to the king must surrender!\u201d\r\nAnd he grabs the club from the one most near:\r\n\u201cFor the sake of my friend be merciful here!\u201d\r\nAnd three, with a powerful beating\r\nHe slays, the others retreating.\r\n \r\nAnd the sun glows hot as a burning brand,\r\nAnd from all of the pains of his mission\r\nHe sinks to his knees in exhaustion.\r\n\u201cO you\u2019ve saved me with mercy from robbers\u2019 hand,\r\nFrom out of the stream to the sacred land,\r\nAnd shall I here languishing perish,\r\nAnd my friend die for me, whom I cherish!\u201d"}}]