If ever a man strives
With all his soul’s endeavor, sparing himself
Neither expense nor labor to attain
True excellence, then must we give to those
Who have achieved the goal, a proud tribute
Of lordly praise, and shun
All thoughts of envious jealousy.
To a poet’s mind the gift is slight, to speak
A kind word for unnumbered toils, and build
For all to share a monument of beauty.
~Pindar (Isthmian I, antistrophe 3)