Translation Of The First Strophe Of Pindar's Second Olympic

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Title:     Translation Of The First Strophe Of Pindar's Second Olympic
Author: Samuel Taylor Coleridge [More Titles by Coleridge]

'_As nearly as possible word for word._'

Ye harp-controlling hymns!

(or)

Ye hymns the sovereigns of harps!
What God? what Hero?
What Man shall we celebrate?
Truly Pisa indeed is of Jove,
But the Olympiad (or, the Olympic games) did Hercules establish,
The first-fruits of the spoils of war.
But Theron for the four-horsed car
That bore victory to him,
It behoves us now to voice aloud:
The Just, the Hospitable,
The Bulwark of Agrigentum,
Of renowned fathers
The Flower, even him
Who preserves his native city erect and safe.

[The end]
Samuel Taylor Coleridge's poem: Translation Of The First Strophe Of Pindar's Second Olympic

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