Ecce autem hortatus Eteoclis et arma secuti, lecta manus, iuvenes, quos nec Tritonia bello, nec prope collata sprevisset cuspide Mavors, adventant; contra, collecta ut pectora parmae fixerat atque hastam longe protenderat, haeret arduus Hippomedon: ceu fluctibus obvia rupes, cui neque de caelo metus et fracta aequora cedunt, stat cunctis immota minis; fugit ipse rigentem pontus et ex alto miserae novere carinae.
But see! Following Eteocles urgings and arms, a chosen band of warriors advances, whom Tritonia would not have scorned in war nor Mars in close combat. Against them with breast gathered tight to his shield and spear thrust far out before him tall Hippomedon stands fast'like a rock fronting the waves: no fear has it from the sky, and the waters retire broken; it stands unmoved by any threat, the sea itself flees its hard face and from the deep hapless ships know it well.
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