“Lo, thou art come, O Lycurgos, to this rich shrine of my temple,

Loved thou by Zeus and by all who possess the abodes of Olympos.

Whether to call thee a god, I doubt, in my voices prophetic,

God or a man, but rather a god I think, O Lycurgos.”

“Lo, thou art come, O Lycurgos, to this rich shrine of my temple, Loved thou by Zeus and by all who possess the abodes of Olympos. Whether to call thee a god, I doubt, in my voices prophetic, God or a man, but rather a god I think, O Lycurgos.”