So
fierce was the crash of battle swelling about his back, a match too hard
to win for the rival of the dragon.
ChorusFor Zeus detests above all the
boasts of a proud tongue. And when he saw them advancing in a swollen
flood, arrogant their clanging
gold, he dashed with brandished fire one who was already starting to
shout victory when he had reached our ramparts.
ChorusStaggered, he fell to the earth
with a crash, torch in hand, a man
possessed by the frenzy of the mad attack, who just now was raging
against us with the blasts of his tempestuous hate. But his threats did
not fare as he had hoped, and to the other enemies mighty Ares dispensed
each their own dooms with hard blows, Ares, our mighty ally at the turning-point.
ChorusFor the seven captains, stationed
against an equal number at the seven gates, left behind their brazen
arms in tribute to Zeus the turner of battle—all but the accursed pair
who, born of one father and one