Then Phineus, who from far his javelin threw, Broteas and Ammon, twins and brothers, slew; For knotted gauntlets matchless in the field; But gauntlets must to swords and javelins yield. Ampycus next, with hallow’d fillets bound, As Ceres’ priest, and with a mitre crown’d, His spear transfix’d, and struck him to the ground.