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And all paths that exalt his Libyan home

Hath he essayed. Now graciously

God perfecteth his powers. Through years to come,

Blest Kronos’ Sons, do ye

Vouchsafe to him alike with hand and mind

Still to excel. May his work stay,

Wrecked by no blast of devastating wind

In his life’s autumn-day.

The mighty mind of Zeus is ever guiding

Their destiny whom he loveth well.

To Battus’ seed may he grant fame abiding

Also in Pisa’s dell.