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.