Arms, horses, men, on heaps together lie:
Confused the fight, and more confused the cry.
}
{ Orsilochus, who durst not press too near
{ Strong Remulus, at distance drove his spear,
{ And struck the steel beneath his horse's ear.
}
{ The fiery steed, impatient of the wound,
{ Curvets, and, springing upward with a bound,
{ His helpless lord cast backward on the ground.