The others fell. The Epeians brazen-mailed Saw this, delighted, and insulted us And did us wrong. When now the spoil was shared The old man for himself reserved a herd Of oxen, and a numerous flock of sheep⁠— Three hundred, with their shepherds⁠—for to him Large debts were due in Elis. He had sent Four horses once, of peerless speed, with cars, To win a tripod, the appointed prize. Augeias, king of men, detained them there, And sent the grieving charioteer away. My father, angered at the monarch’s words And acts, took large amends, and gave the rest To share among the people, that no one Might leave the ground, defrauded of his right. All this was justly done, and we performed Due sacrifices to the gods, throughout The city;⁠—when the third day came, and brought The Epeians all at once, in all their strength⁠— Both men on foot and prancing steeds. With these Came the Molions twain, well armed, though young And yet untrained to war. There is a town Named Thryoëssa, on a lofty hill Far off beside Alpheius, on the edge