My name is Theta, ro, alpha, and san,
Upsilon, mu, alpha, chi, ou, san again:
Chalcedon was my home, wisdom my trade.
And there is a poem of this kind upon Pan, by Castorion the Solensian, as Clearchus says: every foot[52] consists of one entire word, and so every line has its feet in pairs, so that they may either precede or follow each other; as for instance—
σὲ τὸν βόλοις νιφοκτύποις δυσχείμερον
ναίονθ᾽ ἕδος, θηρονόμε πὰν, χθόν᾽ ᾿αρκάδων,
κλήσω γραφῇ τῇδ᾽ ἐν σοφῇ, πάγκψειτ᾽ ἔπη
συνθεὶς, ἄναξ, δύσγνωστα μὴ σοφοῖς κλύειν,
μουσοπόλε θὴρ, κηρόχυτον ὅς μείλιγμ᾽ ἱεῖς.
[Which may be translated thus—
O thou that dwellest on the lofty plain,
Stormy with deep loud-sounding falls of snow,
Th' Arcadian land,—lord of the forest kinds,
Thee, mighty Pan, will I invoke in this
Sagacious writing, carefully compounding
Words difficult for ignorant men to know,
Or rightly understand. Hail, friend o' the Muse,
Who pourest forth sweet sounds from waxen flute.]
And so on in the same manner. And in whatever order you place each of these pairs of feet it will give the same metre; as you may, for instance, transpose the first line, and instead of—
σὲ, τὸν βόλοις νιφοκτύποις δυσχείμερον,
you may read it—
νιφοκτύποις σὲ τὸν βόλοις δυσχείμερον.
ΓΡΙΦΟΙ.