Muses, what was its fashion, shown
By the skill in all arts
Of the hands of Hephaestus and Athena?
Of bronze the walls, and of bronze
Stood the pillars beneath,
But of gold were six Enchantresses
Who sang above the eagle.
But the sons of Cronus
Opened the earth with a thunderbolt
And hid the holiest of all things made.
They were angry at the sweet voice,
Because strangers perished
Away from their children
And wives, when they hung
Their lives on the honey-hearted words
Pindar, "On the Temple of Apollo at Delphi," Greece, c. 460 BCE