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I with the Clan Theandrid covenanted

To be their herald: lo, my lips have chanted

Their prowess! Of those contests is my song

Which make the thews of champions passing strong.

Olympia, Isthmus, Nemea⁠—wheresoever

They prove their might amid the athlete-throng,

Without renown for fruit they turn back never

Home, Timasarchus, where thy clan, ’tis told,

In victory-crowns pre-eminence doth hold.

If thou wouldst bid me rear, besides all these,

Unto thy mother’s brother Kallikles