Hitherward, having yoked his steeds, came imprecation, thousand-eyed, seeking my curser, as a wolf the home of one who owns sheep.

2 Imprecation! as consuming fire avoids the lake, smite thou the man who curses us, as the sky's lightning strikes the tree.

3 Who curses us, himself uncursed; or, cursed, who curses us again, him I commit to the judgement of God.