But thou, Far-smiter, of whose presence haunted
Is that world-welcoming fane in Pytho’s glen,
Even there unto our champion hast thou granted
The greatest of all joys within the ken
Of mortal men.
In the home-isle, at Artemis’ Feast and thine
The Fivefold Contest’s prize by thee was given
To him, for which men passionately have striven.
O King, I pray thee, graciously incline