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He sprang on Pegasus’ back; in brazen mail

Arrayed to play the play of swords he sped;

And riding on that steed did he assail

From the chill cloudland’s folds untenanted

The Amazon host, the maids that bear the quiver;

Fire-breath’d Chimaera slew and Solymi.

That steed in Zeus’s stalls abideth ever:⁠—

His rider’s doom I pass in silence by.