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Such sandal⁠—let the son of Sostratus know it⁠—

Gleams on his foot. Deeds without peril brought

To pass on land or sea win from no poet

Honour; but of each high achievement wrought

With hard toil, many the recorders are.

Thy deeds, Agesias, that same praise hath followed

Which justly Adrastus spake and published far

Of Amphiaraus, when the earth had swallowed

Oïkleus’ son and his bright battle-car.