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Olympiee
Olympiee
I have many swift arrows in the quiver under my arm, [85] arrows that speak to t
he initiated. But the masses need interpreters.1 The man who knows a great deal
by nature is truly skillful, while those who have only learned chatter with rauc
ous and indiscriminate tongues in vain like crows against the divine bird of Zeu
s. Now, bend your bow toward the mark; tell me, my mind, whom are we trying to h
it [90] as we shoot arrows of fame from a gentle mind? I will aim at Acragas, an
d speak with true intent a word sworn by oath: no city for a hundred years has g
iven birth to a man more beneficent in his mind or more generous with his hand [
95] than Theron. But praise is confronted by greed, which is not accompanied by
justice, but stirred up by depraved men, eager to babble and to bury the fine de
eds of noble men. Since the sand of the shore is beyond all counting, [100] who
could number all the joys that Theron has given others?
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