You would think that all the world loved Ibycus.
"Corinth, the jeweled city, planned her chariot-races and her festival of song.

The strong, the star-eyed young men, traveled to Corinth from mainland and from island, and those inner athletes and starry ones, the poets, traveled.

Great feasting was to be in Corinth, and contests of strength and flights of song, and in the theater, representation of gods and men.

Ibycus, the wandering poet, would go to Corinth, there perhaps to receive a crown.
"Ibycus, loved of all who love song, traveled alone, but not alone.

Yet shepherds, or women with their pitchers at the spring, saw but a poet with a staff and a lyre.