Thy frame, shall miss the living." Thus he spake,

And hurled his javelin, blind, but not in vain;

For Argus, generous youth of noble blood,

Below the middle waist received the spear

And failing drave it home. His aged sire

From furthest portion of the conquered ship

Beheld; than whom in prime of manhood none,

More brave in battle: now no more he fought,