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And with these I acclaim, as in holy paean,

Thy sacred precinct by heroes Achaean

Reared, Protesilaus, in Phylake.

But to tell over every victory

Which Hermes the Lord of the Games hath given

To the steeds that in many a race have striven

To win for Herodotus triumph’s bay,

The narrowing limits of this my lay

Take from me. Yea, and often the keeping

Of silence bringeth a richer reaping

Of joy, seeing Envy is balked of her prey.