Nay, vain is the end of baseless hopes! Yet for thee and thy Chariad line + 

I lightly may rear a pillar of song for feet of fair omen, thine + 

And thy son’s. With gladness unfeigned am I now the exultant praise outpealing + 

That befitteth your deeds. By the spell of song hath the singer oft brought healing + 

To the faintness of toil: yea, victory-chants processional rang in the olden days, + 

Long ere the flame of the feud ’twixt Kadmus’ sons and Adrastus began to blaze. + 