and breathed into his father's father the force that wrestles off old age. Hades is forgotten by a man with good accomplishments.
But I must awaken memory and tell
of the choicest victory of hands for the Blepsiads, who are now crowned with their sixth garland from the contests flourishing with leaves. Even the dead have a share in rites performed according to law; the dust does not cover
the good grace of their kinsmen.
Having heard the voice of Hermes' daughter, Angelia, [*](Message) Iphion might tell Callimachus of the splendid adornment at Olympia , which Zeus gave to their race. May he be willing to grant noble deeds upon noble
deeds, and to ward off bitter diseases. I pray that, for the share of fine things allotted to them, Zeus may not cause the mind of Nemesis to waver; rather, may he grant a painless life, and thus give new growth to themselves and their city.
The resounding strain of Archilochus, the swelling thrice-repeated song of triumph, sufficed to lead Epharmostus to the hill of Cronus, in victory-procession with his dear companions.
But now, from the bow of the Muses who, shooting from afar, send a shower of such arrows of song as these on Zeus of the red lightning-bolt and on the sacred height of Elis , which once the Lydian hero Pelops
won as the very fine dowry of Hippodameia.
And shoot a winged sweet arrow to Pytho ; for your words will not fall to the ground, short of the mark, when you trill the lyre in honor of the wrestling of the man from renowned Opus. Praise Opus and her son;
praise her whom Themis and her glorious daughter, the savior Eunomia, have received under their protection; she flourishes with excellence beside your stream, Castalia, and beside the Alpheus. From there the choicest garlands
glorify the famous mother-city of the Locrians with her splendid trees.
I am lighting up that dear city with fiery songs, and more swiftly than a spirited horse or a winged ship
I will send that message everywhere, so surely as I, by some destined skill, am cultivating the exquisite garden of the Graces; for they are the givers of delight, but men become brave and skillful by divine will.
how could Heracles have wielded his club against the trident, when Poseidon took his stand to guard Pylos , and pressed him hard, and Phoebus pressed him hard, attacking with his silver bow; nor did Hades keep his staff unmoved, with which he leads mortal bodies down to the hollow path
of the dead. My mouth, fling this story away from me! Since to speak evil of the gods is a hateful skill, and untimely boasting
is in harmony with madness.
Do not babble of such things now. Keep war and all battles apart from the immortals. But lend your tongue to the city of Protogeneia, where, by the ordinance of Zeus with the flashing thunderbolt, Pyrrha and Deucalion came down from Parnassus and made their first home, and without the marriage-bed
they founded a unified race of stone offspring, and the stones gave the people their name [*]( Pun on lao\'dy , “people”, and lh/qoi , “stones.” ) . Arouse for them a clear-sounding path [*]( Reading with Snell and MSS oi)=mon for ou)=ron . ) of song; praise wine that is old, but praise the flowers of songs