No carver of statues am I, to fashion images moveless abiding + 

Dumb on the pedestals where men set them! Nay, sweet song of mine, + 

Forth do thou fare from Aegina’s haven, on every tall ship riding, + 

And on every pinnace, bearing the tidings over the far sea-line + 

How Pytheas, son of Lampon the stalwart-thewed, hath won the crown + 

Of victory at the Nemean Games, the All-overcomer’s renown, + 

Ere his cheeks were flushed with the summer bloom of the soft vine-cluster’s down. + 