Both by the sway which I as stranger hold,
And that I left behind; by my household gods,265
And thee, O Neptune, who with shorter waves
And twofold current dost disport thyself
Upon my native Corinth's double shores.
And thou thyself be witness to my words,
Who dost inspire the fate-revealing lips
Of Cirrha's priestess: so may Polybus,270
My royal father, spend a quiet age,
And end his days in peace upon the throne;