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To the Dioskouroi
Speak, lively-eyed Muses, concerning the sons of Zeus,
The sons of Tyndareus, splendid children of fine-ankled Leda,
Kastor tamer of horses and Polydeukes without fault.
[Leda] bore them below the peak of great Mount Taygetos,
Having had intercourse in affection with the cloud-dark son of Kronos,
Children, saviours of mortals of the earth and
Of swift-sailing ships, when wintry storm-winds
Hasten over the relentless sea, and from ships,
While mounted on the highest part of the stern
And vowing white sheep they call upon the sons of great Zeus,
And the great wind and the sea-swells lays the stern
below the surface [of the waves]. And they suddenly appear,
Darting through the upper air on swift-moving wings
And immediately they put an end to the grievous squalling winds
And they lay to rest the sea’s swells of white salt,
Good signs, relief from distress. And they [mortals] rejoice, seeing
[them], and cease from wretched labours.
Hail, sons of Tyndareus, riders of swift horses.
I for my part will remember you and another also by song.
Speak, lively-eyed Muses, concerning the sons of Zeus,
The sons of Tyndareus, splendid children of fine-ankled Leda,
Kastor tamer of horses and Polydeukes without fault.
[Leda] bore them below the peak of great Mount Taygetos,
Having had intercourse in affection with the cloud-dark son of Kronos,
Children, saviours of mortals of the earth and
Of swift-sailing ships, when wintry storm-winds
Hasten over the relentless sea, and from ships,
While mounted on the highest part of the stern
And vowing white sheep they call upon the sons of great Zeus,
And the great wind and the sea-swells lays the stern
below the surface [of the waves]. And they suddenly appear,
Darting through the upper air on swift-moving wings
And immediately they put an end to the grievous squalling winds
And they lay to rest the sea’s swells of white salt,
Good signs, relief from distress. And they [mortals] rejoice, seeing
[them], and cease from wretched labours.
Hail, sons of Tyndareus, riders of swift horses.
I for my part will remember you and another also by song.