minstrelsy and harp, and in stringing notes on the chord;
songs of chargers and warrior arms and battles were ever on
his lips.
At last the Teucrian leaders, hearing of the slaughter of 15
their men, come together to the spot, Mnestheus and keen
Serestus, when they see their comrades flying in confusion,
and the foe lodged in the camp. Out cries Mnestheus:
“Whither now, whither are ye making in flight? what
further city have ye, what walls beyond? Shall it be said 20
that a single man, and he too, my countrymen, hemmed in