Met. 8.365Forsitan et Pylius citrā Trōiāna perīsset
tempora: sed sūmptō positā cōnāmine ab hastā
arboris īnsiluit, quae stābat proxima, rāmīs
dēspexitque, locō tūtus, quem fūgerat hostem.Perhaps the Pylian too would have perished before the times of Troy; but taking a run, with his spear planted, he vaulted up into the branches of a tree that stood nearest, and, safe in his position, looked down on the enemy he had escaped. Met. 8.369Dentibus ille ferōx in quernō stīpite trītīs
370inminet exitiō fīdēnsque recentibus armīs
Eurytidae magnī rōstrō femur hausit aduncō.The beast, savage, sharpening his tusks on an oak trunk, threatens destruction, and, trusting in his freshly whetted weapons, gored the thigh of the great son of Eurytus with his hooked snout. Met. 8.372At geminī, nōndum caelestia sīdera, frātrēs,
ambō cōnspicuī, nive candidiōribus ambō
vectābantur equīs, ambō vibrāta per aurās
375hastārum tremulō quatiēbant spīcula mōtū.But the twin brothers, not yet stars in the sky, both conspicuous, were both riding on horses whiter than snow, both shaking the points of their spears, brandished through the air, with a quivering motion.
Met. 8.376Vulnera fēcissent, nisi saetiger inter opācās
nec iaculīs īsset nec equō loca pervia silvās.They would have made wounds, had not the bristly beast gone into the shady woods, places passable neither for javelins nor for horse. Met. 8.378Persequitur Telamōn studiōque incautus eundī
prōnus ab arboreā cecidit rādīce retentus.Telamon pursues, and, careless in his eagerness to go, fell headlong, caught by the root of a tree. Met. 8.380Dum levat hunc Pēleus, celerem Tegeaea sagittam
imposuit nervō sinuātōque expulit arcū.While Peleus lifts him up, the girl of Tegea set a swift arrow to the string and shot it from her curved bow. Met. 8.382Fīxa sub aure ferī summum dēstrīnxit harundō
corpus et exiguō rubefēcit sanguine saetās.Fixed below the beast's ear, the shaft grazed the surface of his body and reddened his bristles with a little blood. Met. 8.384Nec tamen illa suī successū laetior ictūs,
385quam Meleagros erat.Yet she herself was not more glad at the success of her shot than Meleager was. Met. 8.385Prīmus vīdisse putātur
et prīmus sociīs vīsum ostendisse cruōrem
et "meritum" dīxisse "ferēs virtūtis honōrem."He is thought to have been the first to see it and the first to show the blood he had seen to his comrades, and to have said: 'You will carry off the honour your courage has earned.' Met. 8.388Ērubuēre virī sēque exhortantur et addunt
cum clamōre animōs iaciuntque sine ōrdine tēla:
390turba nocet iactīs et, quōs petit, impedit ictūs.The men blushed and urge one another on and add courage with their shouting and hurl their weapons without order: the crowd hampers the throws and blocks the very blows it aims.
Met. 8.391Ecce furēns contrā sua fāta bipennifer Arcas
"discite, fēmineīs quid tēla virīlia praestent,
ō iuvenēs, operīque meō concēdite!"Look, the Arcadian with his double axe, raging against his own fate: 'Learn, young men, how far men's weapons surpass women's, and give way to my work!' Met. 8.393dīxit.he said. Met. 8.394"Ipsa suīs licet hunc Lātōnia prōtegat armīs,
395invītā tamen hunc perimet mea dextra Diānā."'Though Latona's daughter herself protect it with her own arms, yet in spite of Diana my right hand will destroy it.' Met. 8.396Tālia magniloquō tumidus memorāverat ōre
ancipitemque manū tollēns utrāque secūrim
īnstiterat digitīs, prīmōs suspēnsus in artūs.Such were the words he had uttered, swollen with boastful speech, and raising the two-edged axe in both hands, he had risen on his toes, poised on the tips of his feet. Met. 8.399Occupat audentem, quāque est via proxima lētō,
400summa ferus geminōs dīrēxit ad inguina dentēs.The beast catches him in his daring, and, where the way to death is nearest, aimed both tusks at the top of his groin. Met. 8.401Concidit Ancaeus glomerātaque sanguine multō
viscera lapsa fluunt: madefacta est terra cruōre.Ancaeus falls, and his entrails slip out and flow, tangled with much blood: the earth is soaked with gore.
Met. 8.403Ībat in adversum prōlēs Ixīonis hostem
Pīrithous validā quatiēns vēnābula dextrā.Pirithous, offspring of Ixion, was going against the enemy, brandishing his hunting spear in his strong right hand. Met. 8.405Cui "procul" Aegīdēs "ō mē mihi cārior" inquit
"pars animae cōnsiste meae!To him the son of Aegeus said: 'Stand back, you who are dearer to me than myself, part of my soul! Met. 8.406licet ēminus esse
fortibus: Ancaeō nocuit temerāria virtūs."the brave may keep their distance: rash courage harmed Ancaeus.' Met. 8.408Dīxit et aerātā torsit grave cuspide cornum.He spoke and hurled his heavy cornel-wood spear with its bronze point. Met. 8.409Quō bene lībrātō vōtīque potente futūrō,
410obstitit abscīsā frondōsus ab arbore rāmus.Though it was well balanced and likely to fulfil his wish, a leafy branch, cut from a tree, stood in its way. Met. 8.411Mīsit et Aesonidēs iaculum: quod cāsus ab illō
vertit in inmeritī fātum lātrantis et inter
īlia coniectum tellūre per īlia fīxum est.The son of Aeson too threw a javelin: chance turned it from the boar to the death of an undeserving dog, and, hurled between its flanks, it was pinned through the flanks into the ground.
Met. 8.414At manus Oenīdae variat, missīsque duābus
415hasta prior terrā, mediō stetit altera tergō.But the hand of Oeneus' son has mixed fortune: of the two spears he threw, the first stuck in the earth, the second in the middle of the back. Met. 8.416Nec mora, dum saevit, dum corpora versat in orbem
strīdentemque novō spūmam cum sanguine fundit,
vulneris auctor adest hostemque inrītat ad īram
splendidaque adversōs vēnābula condit in armōs.Without delay, while the beast rages, while he spins his body round and pours out hissing foam with fresh blood, the author of the wound is there and provokes the enemy to fury and buries his gleaming hunting spear in the shoulders facing him. Met. 8.420Gaudia testantur sociī clamōre secundō
victrīcemque petunt dextrae coniungere dextram
inmānemque ferum multā tellūre iacentem
mīrantēs spectant, neque adhūc contingere tūtum
esse putant;His comrades bear witness to their joy with a favouring shout and seek to join their right hands with his victorious right hand, and gaze in wonder at the huge beast lying over a large stretch of ground, and do not yet think it safe to touch him; Met. 8.424sed tēla tamen sua quisque cruentat.but still each of them stains his weapons with its blood.
Met. 8.425Ipse pede impositō caput exitiābile pressit
atque ita "sūme meī spolium, Nōnacria, iūris,"
dīxit "et in partem veniat mea glōria tēcum."He himself, setting his foot on it, pressed down the deadly head and said: 'Take the spoil that is mine by right, Nonacrian girl, and let my glory come to be shared with you.' Met. 8.428Prōtinus exuviās rigidīs horrentia saetīs
terga dat et magnīs īnsignia dentibus ōra.At once he gives her the skin, the back bristling with stiff bristles, and the head remarkable for its great tusks. Met. 8.430Illī laetitiae est cum mūnere mūneris auctor:
invīdēre aliī, tōtōque erat agmine murmur.For her the giver of the gift is a joy, together with the gift: the others were jealous, and there was a murmur through the whole company. Met. 8.432Ē quibus ingentī tendentēs bracchia vōce
"pōne age nec titulōs intercipe, fēmina, nostrōs,"
Thestiadae clāmant "nec tē fīdūcia fōrmae
435dēcipiat, nē sit longē tibi captus amōre
auctor" et huic adimunt mūnus, iūs mūneris illī.Of these, stretching out their arms and shouting in loud voices, the sons of Thestius cry: 'Come, put it down, woman, and do not steal our honours, and do not let confidence in your beauty deceive you, in case the giver, captured by love, should be far from you,' and they take the gift from her, and from him the right to give it.
Met. 8.437Nōn tulit et tumidā frendēns Māvortius īrā
"discite, raptōrēs aliēnī" dīxit "honōris,
facta minīs quantum distent," hausitque nefandō
440pectora Plēxippī nīl tāle timentia ferrō.The son of Mars did not bear it, and gnashing his teeth in swelling anger, he said: 'Learn, you robbers of another's honour, how far deeds differ from threats,' and pierced with impious steel the breast of Plexippus, which feared no such thing. Met. 8.441Toxea, quid faciat, dubium pariterque volentem
ulcīscī frātrem frāternaque fāta timentem
haud patitur dubitāre diū calidumque priōrī
caede recalfēcit cōnsortī sanguine tēlum.Toxeus, in doubt what to do, and both wishing to avenge his brother and fearing his brother's fate, he does not allow to doubt for long, and he warmed again in a brother's blood the weapon hot from the former slaughter. Met. 8.445Dōna deum templīs nātō victōre ferēbat,
cum videt exstīnctōs frātrēs Althaea referrī.Althaea was carrying gifts to the temples of the gods for her son's victory when she sees her brothers being brought back dead. Met. 8.447Quae plangōre datō maestīs clamōribus urbem
implet et aurātīs mūtāvit vestibus ātrās.She beats her breast and fills the city with mournful cries, and changed her golden clothes for black.
Met. 8.449At simul est auctor necis ēditus, excidit omnis
450lūctus et ā lacrimīs in poenae versus amōrem est.But as soon as the author of their death was made known, all grief fell away, and from tears she turned to a passion for punishment.