My fear became a madness, and I twisted my body violently

E'en from to-day we hail you as the deliverer of mankind.

Wait until you have drunk a beaker of new wine, before you

Excepting the gods, there is none greater than yourself, and

Yea, Trygaeus of Athmonia has deserved well of you, he has freed

both husbandman and craftsman from the most cruel ills; he has

Well then, what must be done now?

You must offer pots of green-stuff to the goddess to consecrate

Pots of green-stuff as we do to poor Hermes-and even he thinks the

Great!（19）