To Apollo of Leucas

Phoebus who holdest the sheer steep of

Leucas, far seen of mariners and washed

by the Ionian Sea, receive of sailors this

mess of hand-kneaded barley bread

and a libation mingled in a little cup, and the

gleam of a brief-shining lamp that drinks

with half-saturate mouth from a sparing oil-

flask; in recompense whereof be gracious,

and send on their sails a favourable wind to

run with them to the harbours of Actium.