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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,