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