Touching their victories at Olympia won,
Meseems, the tale already hath been told;
And of the great deeds that shall yet be done,
Their tale hereafter shall my song unfold
Clearly. I hope now: with God lies the issue;
But, if this House’s fortune speed, I trow,
Zeus and the War-god’s hands shall weave the tissue
Of that bright future. ’Neath Parnassus’ brow
Six triumphs won they: all at Argos gained
And Thebes, and where by that Lykaian height
The altar royal unto Zeus ordained
Shall witness in Arcadia’s people’s sight,