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May the Muses to us be gracious, that so we may kindle a beacon-light

Of song for Melissus, a wreath that shall worthily crown the pankratian might

Of the son of the House of Telesias; for he showeth in conflict’s toil

The courage of roaring lions, and coupled therewith the fox’s guile

Who lies on his back, so holding at bay the eagle’s swoop down-rushing.

So cunning and strength must alike be used for the adversary’s crushing.