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.