alarm from the angry uplifted crest and the black swelling
neck, so Androgeos, appalled at the sight, was retiring. 30
But we rush on him, and close round, weapons in
hand; and, in their ignorance of the ground, and the
surprise of their terror, they fall before us everywhere.
Fortune smiles on our first encounter. Hereon Coroebus,
flushed with success and daring, ‘Come, my friends,’ he 35
cries, ‘where Fortune at starting directs us to the path of
safety, and reveals herself as our ally, be it ours to follow
on. Let us change shields, and see if Danaan decorations