But lust of death, and vengeance unappeased Urged on the conqueror.

Phalaris he slew, Then hamstrung Gyges, and their javelins seized, And hurled them at their comrades, as they flew, For Juno nerved and strengthened him anew.
Here Halys fell, and hardy Phlegeus there, Pierced through his shield.

Alcander down he threw, Prytanis, Noemon, Halius unaware, As on the walls they stood, and roused the battle's blare.
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Slain, too, was Lynceus, as he ran for aid, Cheering his friends.

Back-handed, with fierce sway, His right knee bent, he swung the sweeping blade, And head and helmet tumbled far away.
Fell Clytius, Amycus expert to slay The wood-deer, and the venomed barb to wing, And Creteus, too, who loved the minstrel's lay, The Muses' friend, whose joy it was to sing Of steeds, and arms and men, and wake the lyre's sweet string.
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