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Liris, and Pagasus on his body: while that, flung from
his stabbed charger, is gathering up the reins, and this is
coming to the rescue and stretching his unarmed hand to
his falling comrade, they are overthrown in one headlong
ruin. To these she adds Amastrus, son of Hippotas: 5
then, pressing on the rout, pursues with her spear-throw
Tereus, and Harpalycus, and Demophoon, and Chromis:
for every dart she launched from her maiden hand there
fell a Phrygian warrior. In the distance rides Ornytus
accoutred strangely in hunter fashion on an Iapygian 10
steed: a hide stripped from a bullock swathes his broad
shoulders in the combat, his head is sheltered by a wolf's
huge grinning mouth and jaws with the white teeth projecting,
and a rustic pike arms his hand: he goes whirling
through the ranks, his whole head overtopping them. 15
Him she catches, an easy task when the hosts are entangled
in rout, pierces him through, and thus bespeaks the
fallen in the fierceness of her spirit: "Tuscan, you thought
yourself still chasing beasts in the forest, but the day is
come which shall refute the vaunts of your nation by a 20
woman's weapons. Yet no slight glory shall you carry
down to your fathers' shades, that you have fallen by the
dart of Camilla." Next follow Orsilochus and Butes, two
of the hugest frames of Troy: Butes she speared behind
'twixt corslet and helm, where the sitter's neck is seen 25
gleaming, and the shield is hanging from the left arm:
Orsilochus, as she pretends to fly and wheels round in a
mighty ring, she baffles by ever circling inwards, and chases
him that chases her: at last, rising to the stroke, she brings
down on the wretch again and again, spite of all his prayers, 30
her massy battle-axe that rives armour and bone: the
brain spouts over the face through the ghastly wound.
Now there stumbles upon her, and pauses in terror at the
sudden apparition, the warrior son of Aunus, dweller on
the Apennine, not the meanest of Liguria's children while 35
Fate prospered his trickery. He, when he sees no speed
of flight can escape the combat, or avoid the onset of the
dreadful queen, essaying to gain his base end by policy