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Thence did they wrench the carven stone which graceth the dead who in Hades lie,

And hurled it against Polydeukes’ breast; howbeit they crushed him not thereby,

Nor drave him backward; but onward he rushed with his lance as the lightning flashing,

And sped against Lynkeus the brazen point thereof through the ribs of him crashing.

And Zeus against Idas hurled a smouldering thunderbolt of fiery glow.

So together unmourned were the twain consumed. Hard is it to strive with a mightier foe.