TUT. He is the son of Œneus, Tydeus, and bears on his breast the Ætolian Mars.
ANT. Is this the prince, O aged man, who is husband to the sister of my brother's wife?[[11]] In his arms how different of color, of barbaric mixture!
TUT. For all the Ætolians, my child, bear the target, and hurl with the lance, most certain in their aim.
ANT. But how, O aged man, dost thou know these things so perfectly?
TUT. Having seen the devices of the shields, then I remarked them, when I went to bear the offer of a truce to thy brother, beholding which, I recognize the warriors.
ANT. But who is this, who is passing round the tomb of Zethus, with clustering locks, in his eyes a Gorgon to behold, in appearance a youth?
TUT. A general he is. [See Note [A].]
ANT. How a crowd in complete armor attends him behind![[12]]
TUT. This is Parthenopæus, son of Atalanta.
ANT. But, may Diana who rushes over the mountains with his mother destroy him, having subdued him with her arrows, who has come against my city to destroy it.