Gods lend our fainting cause. Where'er he strikes
The gash�d enemy look on their wounds
And turn like death-met fear to seek a cover.
Aris. Ay! Once he fell, but rose with such new might
He seemed like Mars who, tripped on Trojan field,
Uprising threw his shoulders 'gainst the clouds
And darkened heaven.
Panthus. By Zeus, he'd dare to hale
Rhamnusia from her wing�d car and turn
Her gryphons to the winds!