Best of all things is water;
But gold, like a gleaming fire by night
Outshines all pride of wealth beside
But, my heart, would you chant the glory of games
Look never beyond the sun by day
For any star shining brighter through the deserted air
Nor any contest than Olympia greater to sing
But gold, like a gleaming fire by night
Outshines all pride of wealth beside
But, my heart, would you chant the glory of games
Look never beyond the sun by day
For any star shining brighter through the deserted air
Nor any contest than Olympia greater to sing
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