17/41 "Henceforth they solemnise this day divine, Their glad posterity from year to year, Potitius first, and the Pinarian line, Preserve the praise of Hercules; and here This altar named 'the Greatest' did they rear. Come then, all, And give such worth due honour. Wreathe your hair, And pass the wine-bowl merrily, and call Each on our common God, the guardian of us all." XXXVII. He spake; the God's own poplar, fleckt with white, Hung, twining o'er his brows. His right hand bore The sacred bowl. |