“By the Gods’ doom to Abas’ street-ways stately.” + 

So Amphiaraus spake. And also I + 

Cast on Alkmaion’s tomb, rejoicing greatly, + 

My wreaths of song: the dews of poesy + 

Thereon shall lie. + 

Neighbour and warder of my wealth is he, + 

Who met me to earth’s storied centre faring + 

With triumph-boding. Dead, he still is sharing + 

In his forefathers’ gift of prophecy. + 