Encumbered, slow he dragged the spear along,
Which pierced his thigh, and in his buckler hung.
}
{ The pious youth, resolved on death, below
{ The lifted sword, springs forth to face the foe;
{ Protects his parent, and prevents the blow.
Shouts of applause ran ringing through the field,
To see the son the vanquished father shield.
All, fired with generous indignation, strive,
And with a storm of darts, to distance drive