τοὺς δ᾽ ἐπιμειδήσας προσέφη Διὸς υἱὸς Ἀπόλλων:
‘νήπιοι ἄνθρωποι, δυστλήμονες, οἳ μελεδῶνας
βούλεσθ᾽ ἀργαλέους τε πόνους καὶ στείνεα θυμῷ:
ῥηίδιον ἔπος ὔμμ᾽ ἐρέω καὶ ἐπὶ φρεσὶ θήσω,
δεξιτερῇ μάλ᾽ ἕκαστος ἔχων ἐν χειρὶ μάχαιραν,
σφάζειν αἰεὶ μῆλα: τὰ δ᾽ ἄφθονα πάντα παρέσται,
ὅσσα τ᾽ ἐμοί κ᾽ ἀγάγωσι περικλυτὰ φῦλ᾽ ἀνθρώπων:
νηὸν δὲ προφύλαχθε, δέδεχθε δὲ φῦλ᾽ ἀνθρώπων
ἐνθάδ᾽ ἀγειρομένων καὶ ἐμὴν ἰθύν τε μάλιστα.
[δείκνυσθε θνητοῖσι: σὺ δὲ φρεσὶ δέξο θέμιστα.
531-538 Then Apollo, the son of Zeus, smiled upon them and said:
Foolish mortals and poor drudges are you, that you seek cares and hard
toils and straits! Easily will I tell you a word and set it in your
hearts. Though each one of you with knife in hand should slaughter sheep
continually, yet would you always have abundant store, even all that the
glorious tribes of men bring here for me. But guard you my temple and
receive the tribes of men that gather to this place, and especially show
mortal men my will, and do you keep righteousness in your heart.
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