with calming words and with the force of their hands. For thirteen whole months his daughters roamed wildly through the shadowy forests and fled through sheep-nurturing Arcadia . But when their father came to the beautiful stream of Lusus, he washed his skin with its water and called on Leto's daughter with her crimson headdress, the ox-eyed goddess, stretching his hands to the rays of the steed-swift sun, and asked her to deliver his children from their deranged miserable madness. I will sacrifice to you twenty unyoked red oxen. And the huntress, whose father is the highest god, heard him praying. She persuaded Hera, and stopped the godless mania of the bud-garlanded girls. They built her a sanctuary and an altar right away, and stained it with the blood of sheep, and set up choruses of women. From there you accompanied battle-loving Achaean men to their horse-nurturing city; and with good fortune you dwell in Metapontion , golden mistress of the people. And a lovely precinct beside the fine waters of the Casas ~ their ancestors established? ~ when at last, by the counsels of the blessed gods, they sacked the well-built city of Priam together with the Atreidae with their bronze breastplates. Whoever has a just mind will find, throughout all time, countless deeds of valor done by the Achaeans. Ode 12 For Teisias of Aegina Wrestling at Nemea Date unknown Like a skillful helmsman, Clio , mistress of song, guide my thoughts now in a straight course, if you ever did before. For to the prosperous island of Aegina queenly Victory commands me to go, to my hospitable friends, and adorn the god-built city and the strong-limbed wrestling at Nemea lines 9-32 are lost. friend in the competitions of the neighboring people. They were honored with celebrations for thirty splendid victories, some in [ Pytho ,] others in the neck of Pelops' holy island, full of pine, others in the precinct of Nemean Zeus, god of brilliant lightning flashes these and at the silver-whirling [Alpheus?] Ode 13 For Pytheas of Aegina Pancratium at Nemea ? 483 B. C. Clio Lines 13-43 are lost. He shall stop them from arrogant violence, bringing about judgments of law for mortals: look how the descendant of Perseus brings his hand down heavily on the neck of the bloodthirsty lion with every type of skill! For the gleaming, man-subduing bronze refuses to pierce the lion's fearsome body; the sword was bent back. Someday, I prophesy, [in this place] there will be a strenuous toil for the Greeks, competing for garlands in the pancratium. beside the altar of Zeus, the greatest ruler, the blossoms of glory-bringing Victory nurture for men golden, conspicuous fame throughout their lives—for a select few—and when the dark cloud of death covers them, the undying glory of their fine deed is left behind, secure in its destiny. You too have attained this at Nemea , son of Lampon; your hair crowned with garlands of flourishing blossoms, [you walk] the lofty streets of the city [of Aeacus, so that] your ancestral island [teems] with gentle-voiced victory processions, in which mortals delight, revealing your overweening strength in the pancratium. Kindly Aegina, daughter of the whirling river, [the son of Cronus] gave you great honor, shining [your new victory?] like a torch among all Greeks. And a proud maiden [sings the praises of your strength?]