Now Cyzicus, the songs say, welcomed the heroes, for his father had been one of Cheiron's scholars; so he welcomed them, and feasted them, and stored their ship with corn and wine, and cloaks and rugs, the songs say, and shirts, of which no doubt they stood in need.
But at night, while they lay sleeping, came down on them terrible men, who lived with the bears in the mountains, like Titans or giants in shape; for each of them had six arms, and they fought with young firs and pines.

But Heracles killed them all before morn with his deadly poisoned arrows; but among them, in the darkness, he slew Cyzicus the kindly prince.
Then they got to their ship and to their oars, and Tiphys bade them cast off the hawsers and go to sea.

But as he spoke a whirlwind came, and spun the _Argo_ round, and twisted the hawsers together, so that no man could loose them.

Then Tiphys dropped the rudder from his hand, and cried, 'This comes from the Gods above.' But Jason went forward, and asked counsel of the magic bough.
Then the magic bough spoke, and answered, 'This is because you have slain Cyzicus your friend.

You must appease his soul, or you will never leave this shore.' Jason went back sadly, and told the heroes what he had heard.