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To him ordain
The Olympiad for an army slain,
Thank-offering of the war?
And must we not, in Theron's right,
Exert our voice, and swell our song? 10
Theron, whose victorious car
Four coursers whirl, fleeting along,
To stranger-guests indulgent host,
Of Agrigentum the support and boast,
Cities born to rule and grace, 15
Fair blossom of his antient race,

ANTISTROPHE I.Measures 16.

Worthies sore perplex'd in thought,
Till wandering far they found, what long they sought,
A sacred seat, fast by
Where the stream does rapid run, 20
And reign'd, of Sicily the guardian eye,
When happy days,
And wealth, and favour, flow'd, and praise,
That in-born worth inflames.
Saturnian Jove, O! Rhea's Son, 25
Who o'er Olympus dost preside,
And the pitch of lofty games,

And