Of this Kleonikus’ house, e’en let him dare
The athlete-strife! Not dulled is yet the fame
Of their long toils! Nought for the cost they care:
No power hath this their fiery hopes to tame!
Yea, also Pytheas do I praise, who schooled unerringly
His brother’s hands to deal the blows whereby Phylakidas bare
To earth the limbs of rivals—ah, a cunning fighter he!
Ho, take for him a crown, and bring the fleecy fillet fair!
With song fresh-pinioned speed him on his path of victory!