Chorus
Or perhaps they will soon draw near to the pastures on the west of Oea's snowy rock,
[1060]
fleeing on young horses or in chariots racing full speed. He will be caught!
[1065]
Terrible is the neighboring Ares, terrible the might of the followers of Theseus. Yes, the steel of every bridle flashes,
[1070]
and against their opponents charges forward our whole cavalry, who honor horse-riding Athena, and the earth-girdling Sea-god, the dear son of Rhea.