Hymn to Delos 131-139
Original
[...] ἀλλά οἱ Ἄρης
Παγγαίου προθέλυμνα καρήατα μέλλεν ἀείρας
ἐμβαλέειν δίνῃσιν, ἀποκρύψαι δὲ ῥέεθρα:
ὑψόθε δ᾽ ἐσμαράγησε καὶ ἀσπίδα τύψεν ἀκωκῇ
δούρατος: ἡ δ᾽ ἐλέλιξεν ἐνόπλιον: ἔτρεμε δ᾽ Ὄσσης
οὔρεα καὶ πεδίον Κραννώνιον αἵ τε δυσαεῖς
ἐσχατιαὶ Πίνδοιο, φόβῳ δ᾽ ὠρχήσατο πᾶσα
Θεσσαλίη: τοῖος γὰρ ἀπ᾽ ἀσπίδος ἔβρεμεν ἦχος.
Translation in Greek
Translation in English
But Ares was about to lift the peaks of Pangaion from their base and hurl them in his eddying waters and hide his streams. And from on high he made a din as of thunder and smote his shield with the point of his spear, and it rang with a warlike noise. And the hills of Ossa trembled and the plain of Crannon, and the windswept skirts of Pindus, and all Thessaly danced for fear: such an echoing din rang from his shield.