Seven times Hellotia crowned him. ’Twere too long
To tell how with their father Ptoiadore
Did Terpsias and Eritimus strong
Triumph in games beside the Sea-god’s shore;
How oft at Delphi ye, and in the Lion’s
Dark glen stood first—though my song-treasury
Outrival all bards, their tale bids defiance
To reckoning; countless as the sands they be.