At Argos the victors’ bronze shield knoweth him well;
Memorials in Thebes and Arcadia his glory tell;
At Pellene in games Boeotian the prize did he gain;
Six times in Aegina he conquered; in Megara
The column of stone doth chant none other strain.
O Father Zeus, who holdest omnipotent sway
Over wild Atabyrium’s ridges, honour this day
The victory-hymn that use and wont ordain!