"But one man kept no rank and his sole arm plied no spear,
As a flashing came and went, and a form i' the van, the rear,
Brightened the battle up, for he blazed now there, now here.
Did the steady phalanx falter? To the rescue, at the need,
The clown was ploughing Persia, clearing Greek earth of weed,
As he routed through the Sakian and rooted up the Mede."
After the battle, the man was nowhere to be seen, and inquiry was made of the oracle.
"How spake the Oracle? 'Care for no name at all!
Say but just this: We praise one helpful whom we call