hinc premit Eurymedon, cui rusticus horror in armis, rustica tela manu, patriumque agitare tumultus (Pan illi genitor); tener hinc conatibus annos egreditur iuvenemque patrem puer aequat Alatreus: felices ambo, sed fortunatior ille, quem genuisse iuvat; nec iam dinoscere promptum quae magis arma sonent, quo plus eat hasta lacerto.
On one side urges Eurymedon, rough and rustic in his arms, rustic the weapons in his hand, his heritage to stir up tumult'Pan was his father. On the other, young Alatreus outstrips his years with his enterprise. The boy equals his youthful father; happy both, but more fortunate he whose joy it is to have begot. Nor is it easy to tell whose weapons sound the louder, which arm sends the spear faster.
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