1 Our chariots were well built and firm, Well matched our steeds, and fleet and strong. Four, sleek and large, each chariot drew, And eastward thus we drove along.

2 Our hunting cars are light and good, Each with its team of noble steeds. Still farther east we took the way To Foo-mere's grassy plains that leads.

3 Loud-voiced, the masters of the chases Arranged the huntsmen, high and low. While banners streamed, and ox-tails flew, We sought the prey on distant Gaou.

4 Each with full team, the princes came, A lengthened train in bright array. In gold-wrought slippers, knee-caps red, They looked as on an audience day.

5 Each right thumb wore the metal guard; On the left arm its shield was bound. In unison the arrows flew; The game lay piled upon the ground.

6 The leaders of the tawny teams Sped on their course, direct and true. The drivers perfect skill displayed; Like blow well aimed each arrow flew.

7 Neighing and pleased, the steeds returned; The bannered lines back slowly came. No jostling rude disgraced the crowd; The king declined large share of game.

8 So did this famous hunt proceed! So free it was from clamorous sound! Well does our king become his place, And high the deeds his reign have crowned!