Tandem adiit Hypseus capulumque in morte tenenti extrahit et torvos laxavit casside vultus; itque per Aonios alte mucrone corusco suspensam ostentans galeam et clamore superbit: hic ferus Hippomedon, hic formidabilis ultor Tydeos infandi debellatorque cruenti gurgitis! agnovit longe pressitque dolorem magnanimus Capaneus, telumque immane lacerto hortatur librans: ades o mihi, dextera, tantum tu praesens bellis et inevitabile numen, te voco, te solam superum contemptor adoro.
At last Hypseus came near and drew the swordhilt out of his dead grasp and loosened the grim features from the headpiece. He goes through the Aonii displaying the helmet suspended aloft on a flashing blade, and loudly vaunts: Here is fierce Hippomedon, here the formidable avenger of abominable Tydeus and the vanquisher of the bloodstained river. Great-hearted Capaneus knew him from afar and repressed his grief. Poising a huge weapon with his arm, he thus exhorts: Help me, right hand, my only present and inevitable deity in battle, I call upon you; you only I, contemner of the High Ones, adore.
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