On those men yonder fall the winged missile: the screeching of the owl is ineffective, and the dove beside the fire has settled.

2 Thine envoys who came hither, O Destruction, sent or not sent unto our dwelling, the dove and owl, effectless be their visit!

3 Oft may it fly to us to save our heroes from slaughter, oft perch here to bring fair offspring. Turn thee and send thy voice afar: cry to the region far away; that I may see thee in the realm of the dead, reft of all thy power, that I may see thee impotent.