er in his delight:

(ll. 1458-1460) "Strange! In very truth Heracles, though far away, has
saved his comrades, fordone with thirst. Would that we might find him on
his way as we pass through the mainland!"

(ll. 1461-1484) So they spake, and those who were ready for this work
answered, and they separated this way and that, each starting to search.
For by the night winds the footsteps had been effaced where the sand was
stirred. The two sons of Boreas started up, trusting in their wings;
and Euphemus, relying on his swift feet, and Lynceus to cast far his
piercing eyes; and with them darted off Canthus, the fifth. He was urged
on by the doom of the gods and his own courage, that he might learn for
certain from Heracles where he had left Polyphemus, son of Eilatus; for
he was minded to question him on every point concerning his comrade. But
that hero had founded a glorious city among the Mysians, and, yearning
for his home-return, had passed far over the mainland in search of Argo;
and in time he reached the land of the Chalybes, who dwell near the sea;
there it was that his fate subdued him. And to him a monument stands
under a tall poplar, just facing the sea. But that day Lynceus thought
he saw Heracles all alone, far off, over measureless land, as a man at
the month's beginning sees, or thinks he sees, the moon through a bank
of cloud. And he returned and told his comrades that no other
searcher would find Heracles on his way, and they also came back, and
swift-footed Euphemus and the twin sons of Thracian Boreas, after a vain
toil.

(ll. 1485-1501) But thee, Canthus, the fates of death seized in Libya.
On pasturing flocks didst thou light; and there followed a shepherd who,
in defence of his own sheep, while thou weft leading them off [1411] to
thy comrades in their need, slew thee by the cast of a stone; for he was
no weakling, Caphaurus, the grandson of Lycoreian Phoebus and the chaste
maiden Acacallis, whom once Minos drove from home to dwell in Libya, his
own daughter, when she was bearing the gods' heavy load; and she bare
to Phoebus a glorious son, whom they call Amphithemis and Garamas. And
Amphithemis wedded a Tritonian nymph; and she bare to him Nasamon and
strong Caphaurus, who on that day in defending his sheep slew Canthus.
But he escaped not the chieftains' avenging hands, when they learned the
deed he had done. And the Minyae, when they knew it, afterwards took up
the corpse and buried it in the earth