Now warring mid horsemen battleward racing, + 

And now mid warriors afoot that fight. + 

And thy wisdom now when thy locks be grey + 

Is of all gainsaying unperilled⁠—O yea, + 

It giveth me fullest assurance aye + 

For extolling thy name with manifold praising. + 

All hail! This song o’er the sea-foam white + 

Like Tyrian merchandise lo, I have brought thee. + 

Let thine eyes then smile on the Kastor-strain + 

That my fingers from chords Aeolian drew: + 

O greet it thou with the honour due + 

To the seven-stringed lute. To thyself be true, + 

To the royal wisdom the years have taught thee. + 

’Tis from children alone that the ape doth gain + 