Since to their hymns it pleased th' immortal train
To render back the valiant hero slain. 132
And now to haste with loud acclaim
The muses' rapid car, agrees
With him who would exalt the fame125
Of pugilistic Nicocles,
Whose valour on the Isthmian plain
The Doric parsley could obtain:
Since he as well in days of yore
The palm from neighb'ring rivals bore;130
And their presumptuous spirit broke
With his inevitable stroke. 141
Actions like these will ne'er disgrace
His valiant uncle's noble race.
May one of the coeval band135
The laurel crown with friendly hand,
For the pancratium's victor twine,
Around Cleander's brow to shine;
Since him before with prosperous fate
Alcathous' game in festal state140
Throng'd by the Epidaurian youth, received.
Well may the good resound his praise
Who ne'er the morning of his days
Consumed in idle sloth, by no fair deeds retrieved.
END OF PINDAR.
