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88 The songs of heaven delights to hear,

Ye tuneful sisters, harken now to mine.

As moving on, with agile state,

The festal pomp we celebrate.

To hymn, Asopichus, thy fame,

With Lydian melodies I came;

Since Minyas' prosperous town to thee

Owes her Olympic victory.

Now to Persephonea's hall,

Encircled by its sable wall,

Haste, Echo, bear thy grateful tale

To Cleodamus' ear;

Which in illustrious Pisa's vale

Announced his bright career:

How in life's early bloom his son

The glorious wreath of triumph won;

Encircling with that guerdon fair,

In winged grace his flowing hair.