Hypseos hinc turmae desolatumque magistro agmen, at hinc gravius fremit Hippomedontis adempti orba cohors; praebent obnixi corpora ferro, idem ardor rabidis externum haurire cruorem ac fudisse suum, nec se vestigia mutant: stat cuneo defixa acies, hostique cruento dant animas et terga negant: cum lapsa per auras vertice Dircaei velox Latonia montis astitit;
Here roar the squadrons of Hypseus and the troop bereft of its master, there more deeply the orphaned cohort of lost Hippomedon. They offer their straining bodies to the steel with the same mad ardour to drain alien blood and to pour out their own. Not a step do they stir, but the ranks stand in a wedge, giving their lives to the bloody foe and refusing their backs'when the swift daughter of Latona glided through the air and stood upon the top of Dirces mountain.
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