For, journeying onward, clearly Time hath told truth manifest
How Heracles took battle’s gifts, how he divided all,
And to those Gods apportioned out of all the spoils the best,
And with due sacrifice ordained that fifth-year festival,
That first Olympiad whose fame has pealed the ages down.
And who were they, the first that won that new-appointed crown
With battling hands, with racing feet, with chariot swiftly flying,
Who in their hearts the vision saw of glory’s wreath undying,
And by their deeds of prowess won unperishing renown?