Beyond each other push’d their stretching steeds.
“Erect Orestes, and erect his car,
Through all the number’d courses now had stood;
But luckless in the last, as round the goal
The wheeling courser turn’d, the hither rein
Imprudent he relax’d, and on the stone
The shatter’d axle dashing, from the wheels
Fell headlong; hamper’d in the tangling reins
The frighted mares flew diverse o’er the course.
“The throng’d assembly, when they saw the chief