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He pierc'd Psicharpax' Bowels, ent'ring in
530 Deep far behind his Back the pointed Reed was seen.
530 Deep far behind his Back the pointed Reed was seen.
LIV.
Forth from their bleeding Bed his Entrails flow'd,
And fell amid the Dust around his Feet.
With Torture leaning on his Spear he stood,
Till crowding Friends secur'd his slow Retreat.
535 A Lance at loud-voic'd Branchiazon[1] thrown,
Transfix'd his Groin, his Thigh the Javelin's Head
Half sever'd from his Trunk,the Hand unknown,
And whose the Glory of so brave a Deed.
Hardly he limp'd from Fight, his Nerves disjoin'd,
540 And trail'd a wounded Length of dangling Leg behind.
Forth from their bleeding Bed his Entrails flow'd,
And fell amid the Dust around his Feet.
With Torture leaning on his Spear he stood,
Till crowding Friends secur'd his slow Retreat.
535 A Lance at loud-voic'd Branchiazon[1] thrown,
Transfix'd his Groin, his Thigh the Javelin's Head
Half sever'd from his Trunk,the Hand unknown,
And whose the Glory of so brave a Deed.
Hardly he limp'd from Fight, his Nerves disjoin'd,
540 And trail'd a wounded Length of dangling Leg behind.
LV.
When lo! divine Troxartes King of Mice
Marches with sev'nfold Target up to Fight;
When lo! divine Troxartes King of Mice
Marches with sev'nfold Target up to Fight;
- ↑ v. 535. Branchiazon.] Croaking.
Infant
