To Apollo

Hugh G. Evelyn-White, 1914 · 2 lines · Read at the source

21.1-4Phoebus, of you even the swan sings with clear voice to the beating of his wings, as he alights upon the bank by the eddying river Peneus; and of you the sweet-tongued minstrel, holding his high-pitched lyre, always sings both first and last.

21.5And so hail to you, lord! I seek your favour with my song.