And to them spake Amphidamas, son of Aleus: "The island of Ares is near us; you know it yourselves now that ye have seen these birds.

But little will arrows avail us, I trow, for landing.
But let us contrive some other device to help us, if ye intend to land, bearing in mind the injunction of Phineus.

For not even could Heracles, when he came to Arcadia, drive away with bow and arrow the birds that swam on the Stymphalian lake.

I saw it myself.

But he shook in his hand a rattle of bronze and made a loud clatter as he stood upon a lofty peak; and the birds fled far off, screeching in bewildered fear.
Wherefore now too let us contrive some such device, and I myself will speak, having pondered the matter beforehand.