“For one, most brutal of the brutal brood, Or whether wine or beauty fired his blood, Or both at once, beheld with lustful eyes The bride; at once resolved to make his prize. Down went the board; and fastening on her hair, He seized with sudden force the frighted fair. ’Twas Eurytus began: his bestial kind His crime pursued; and each, as pleased his mind, Or her whom chance presented, took: the feast An image of a taken town expressed.

“The cave resounds with female shrieks; we rise Mad with revenge, to make a swift reprise: And Theseus first, ‘What frenzy has possessed, O Eurytus,’ he cried, ‘thy brutal breast, To wrong Pirithous, and not him alone, But, while I live, two friends conjoined in one?’ ”

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