Then Guneus came, with two and twenty ships From Cythus. Under his command he held The Enienes, and that sturdy race, The Periboean warriors, and the men Who built on cold Dodona, or who tilled The fields where pleasant Titaresius flows And into Peneus pours his gentle stream, Yet with its silver eddies mingles not, But floats upon the current’s face like oil⁠— A Stygian stream by which the immortals swear.

With Prothous, Tenthredon’s son, there came The warriors of Magnesia, who abode By Peneus, and by Pelion hung with woods; Swift-footed Prothous led these. They came With forty dark-hulled galleys to the war.