καὶ ὅσαις μὲν πηγαῖς θαῦμά τι ἦν
καὶ ἰδόντι, τοσαύτας θεασάμενος
οἶδα, τὰς γὰρ
δὴ ἐλάσσονος θαύματος ἐπιστάμενος παρίημι· ἁλμυρὸν δὲ ὕδωρ
καὶ στρυφνὸν
οὐ μέγα θαῦμα ἐξευρεῖν.
δύο δὲ ἀλλοῖα· τὸ μὲν
τῆς Καρίας ἐν πεδίῳ καλουμένῳ Λευκῷ θερμόν ἐστιν ὕδωρ παρὰ κώμην ὀνομαζομένην Δασκύλου, πιεῖν
καὶ γάλακτος ἥδιον· τὸν δὲ Ἡρόδοτον
οἶδα εἰπόντα
ὡς ἐς τὸν ποταμὸν τὸν Ὕπανιν ἐκδίδωσιν ὕδατος πικροῦ πηγή. πῶς δʼ ἂν
οὐκ ἀποδεξαίμεθα ἀληθεύειν αὐτῷ τὸν
λόγον, ὅπου
γε καὶ ἐφʼ ἡμῶν ἐν Δικαιαρχίᾳ τῇ Τυρρηνῶν ἐξεύρηται ὕδωρ σφίσι θερμὸν οὕτω δή τι ὀξὺ ὥστε τὸν μόλυβδον---διεξῄει γὰρ διὰ μολύβδου ῥέον ---ἔτεσι κατέτηξεν
οὐ πολλοῖς;
Δασκύλος
Δικαιαρχία
Καρία
Λευκόν
Τυρρηνοί
Ἡρόδοτος
Ὕπανις
As many springs as seemed to me wonderful even at sight—at least as many as I have seen—I have chosen to relate, for those of lesser wonder I knowingly pass by. Now, to come across water that is salty or harsh to the taste is no great marvel. But two springs I find extraordinary: one, in Caria, situated in the plain called Leucon, near a village named Dascylus, is a spring of hot water sweeter to drink even than milk. The other was reported by Herodotus, who stated that a spring of bitter water discharges into the river Hypanis. How should we not admit his account as truthful, when even in our own days at Dicaearchia, in Etruria, we have discovered a spring so exceedingly hot and acid that its stream, flowing through pipes of lead, in a few years completely melted the metal away?