ge and name of each of his
comrades and the behests of Pelias, and how they were welcomed by the
Lemnian women, and all that they did at Dolionian Cyzieus; and how they
reached the Mysian land and Cius, where, sore against their will, they
left behind the hero Heracles, and he told the saying of Glaucus, and
how they slew the Bebrycians and Amycus, and he told of the prophecies
and affliction of Phineus, and how they escaped the Cyanean rocks, and
how they met with Leto's son at the island. And as he told all, Lycus
was charmed in soul with listening; and he grieved for Heracles left
behind, and spake as follows among them all:

(ll. 774-810) "O friends, what a man he was from whose help ye have
fallen away, as ye cleave your long path to Aeetes; for well do I know
that I saw him here in the halls of Dascylus my father, when he came
hither on foot through the land of Asia bringing the girdle of warlike
Hippolyte; and me he found with the down just growing on my cheeks. And
here, when my brother Priolas was slain by the Mysians--my brother, whom
ever since the people lament with most piteous dirges--he entered the
lists with Titias in boxing and slew him, mighty Titias, who surpassed
all the youths in beauty and strength; and he dashed his teeth to the
ground. Together with the Mysians he subdued beneath my father's sway
the Phrygians also, who inhabit the lands next to us, and he made his
own the tribes of the Bithynians and their land, as far as the mouth
of Rhebas and the peak of Colone; and besides them the Paphlagonians
of Pelops yielded just as they were, even all those round whom the dark
water of Billaeus breaks. But now the Bebrycians and the insolence of
Amycus have robbed me, since Heracles dwells far away, for they have
long been cutting off huge pieces of my land until they have set their
bounds at the meadows of deep-flowing Hypius. Nevertheless, by your
hands have they paid the penalty; and it was not without the will of
heaven, I trow, that he brought war on the Bebrycians this day--he,
the son of Tyndareus, when he slew that champion. Wherefore whatever
requital I am now able to pay, gladly will I pay it, for that is the
rule for weaker men when the stronger begin to help them. So with you
all, and in your company, I bid Dascylus my son follow; and if he goes,
you will find all men friendly that ye meet on your way through the sea
even to the mouth of the river Thermodon. And besides that, to the sons
of