And the hero whose hands have so gallantly striven,
Unto him be all worshipful honour given
Alike of the stranger and citizen.
For he treadeth the path that from insolence turneth:
Great lessons bequeathed by his fathers he learneth
By his true heart taught. Thou, hide not from men
His fame who from Kallianax’ blood springeth.
With the Eratids’ joy lo, all Rhodes ringeth!
Yet the winds in an hour may be veering again.