In a topos, a place, as the nux, night, fell, I heard a voice answer, apokrinomai, well. “It is ‘day’, necessary,” the voice said with cheer, “To poru-oh-my, go, and leave without fear.” “I dunamai, I’m able!” I shouted, then ran, And elthon, I came, to a marvelous plan. “Gather, sunago!” I called to the crowd, And off we all went, so lively and loud. “Whoever—hostis—goes will find something bright, And as—hoas—the stars, we’ll light up the night!” So off we proceeded, our hearts burning strong, In that topos of nux, where we all belong.
