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TRANSLATIONS.
"Oh! bear me hence, on wheels of speed, 135
"To Elis, to the glorious meed:
"To victory Oh! whirl me, strait:
"Since, after ten, and other three,
"Bold suiters slain, yet still we see,
"From year to year, the promis'd nuptials wait 140
"To Elis, to the glorious meed:
"To victory Oh! whirl me, strait:
"Since, after ten, and other three,
"Bold suiters slain, yet still we see,
"From year to year, the promis'd nuptials wait 140
EPODE III.Measures 16.
"Of his daughter. No perilous toil can excite
"The dastard in heart, who despairs of his might.
"Since we all are born to dy,
"Who, overcast, would in oblivion ly,
"In unreputed age decay, 145
"And meanly squander life away,
"Cut off from every praise? Then let me dare
"This conflict, in the dusty lists, to share;
"And prosper thou my glowing wheels.
Thus Pelops spoke; nor was his fervent pray'r 150
Pour'd forth in fruitless words, to waft in air:
The deity his whole ambition grants;
Nor shining car, nor coursers, now he wants:
In the golden bright chariot new vigour he feels,
Exulting in the horses' feet, 155
Unwearied ever, ever fleet:
"The dastard in heart, who despairs of his might.
"Since we all are born to dy,
"Who, overcast, would in oblivion ly,
"In unreputed age decay, 145
"And meanly squander life away,
"Cut off from every praise? Then let me dare
"This conflict, in the dusty lists, to share;
"And prosper thou my glowing wheels.
Thus Pelops spoke; nor was his fervent pray'r 150
Pour'd forth in fruitless words, to waft in air:
The deity his whole ambition grants;
Nor shining car, nor coursers, now he wants:
In the golden bright chariot new vigour he feels,
Exulting in the horses' feet, 155
Unwearied ever, ever fleet:
STROPHE
