Songs, lords of the lyre! what God shall we hymn?—what hero’s praises?—
What man’s fame publish afar?
Pisa doth Zeus own; Heracles stablished Olympia’s races
With the regal spoils of his war;
Theron, who honours the guest, whose four steeds raced victorious,
Akragas’ stay, let us chant, full flower of an ancestry glorious,
His city’s saviour-star.