§4.1ἐλατὴρ ὑπέρτατε βροντᾶς ἀκαμαντόποδος Ζεῦ·
O supreme driver of the untiring-footed thunder, Zeus!
For your Seasons, spinning to the song of the varied-sounding lyre, have sent me as a witness of the loftiest contests.
And when friends prosper, the good are immediately cheered by the sweet news.
§4.6ἀλλʼ, ὦ Κρόνου παῖ, ὃς Αἴτναν ἔχεις, §4.7ἶπον ἀνεμόεσσαν ἑκατογκεφάλα Τυφῶνος ὀβρίμου, §4.8Οὐλυμπιονίκαν δέκευ §4.9Χαρίτων ἕκατι τόνδε κῶμον, §4.10χρονιώτατον φάος εὐρυσθενέων ἀρετᾶν.
But, O son of Cronus, who hold Etna, the windy weight of the mighty hundred-headed Typhon, receive, by favor of the Graces, this Olympic-victory revel, as a long-lasting light for wide-ruling virtues.
For it comes from the chariot of Psaumis, who, crowned with the olive of Pisa, hastens to raise glory for Camarina.
θεὸς εὔφρων §4.13εἴη λοιπαῖς εὐχαῖς· ἐπεί νιν αἰνέω μάλα μὲν §4.14τροφαῖς ἑτοῖμον ἵππων, §4.15χαίροντά τε ξενίαις πανδόκοις §4.16καὶ πρὸς ἁσυχίαν φιλόπολιν καθαρᾷ γνώμᾳ τετραμμένον.
May the god be gracious to his remaining prayers; since I praise him as very ready in the rearing of horses, and rejoicing in hospitality that welcomes all, and turned with a pure mind toward city-loving peace.
§4.17οὐ ψεύδεϊ τέγξω λόγον· §4.18διάπειρά τοι βροτῶν ἔλεγχος· §4.19ἅπερ Κλυμένοιο παῖδα §4.20Λαμνιάδων γυναικῶν §4.21ἔλυσεν ἐξ ἀτιμίας.
I shall not stain my word with falsehood; trial, indeed, is the test of mortals; this it was that released the son of Clymenus from the dishonor of the Lemnian women.
§4.22χαλκέοισι δʼ ἐν ἔντεσι νικῶν δρόμον §4.23ἔειπεν Ὑψιπυλείᾳ μετὰ στέφανον ἰών· §4.24οὗτος ἐγὼ ταχυτᾶτι· §4.25χεῖρες δὲ καὶ ἦτορ ἴσον. §4.26φύονται δὲ καὶ νέοις ἐν ἀνδράσιν
And winning the race in bronze armor, as he went for the crown, he said to Hypsipyle: 'This is I in swiftness; and my hands and heart are equal.' And gray hairs often grow even on young men, even before the fitting time of life.