Come to me, from Pelops' isle
departing,
brave and steadfast children of Zeus
and Leda;
show yourselves with generous, kindly
spirits,
Castor and Pollux,
who across the broad and expansive
earth and
all the sea on swift-footed horses fly
and
rescue humans easily from the frigid
coldness of dying,
vaulting up the heights of the
well-benched ship's masts
glowing far, ascending the forestays in
the
dismal nighttime, bearing the blazing
fire for
shadowy vessels.
