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Rh Where now the friendly band

Wont at thy side to stand?

Such was Pharandaces,

Susas, Pelagon, Psammis, Dotamas,

Such Agdabates, such Susiscanes,

Agbatana who left. Oh say

Where now be they?

Death-stricken from a Tyrian galley thrown,

Yonder I left them prone;

Amid the billowy roar,

The rock-bound coast they beat on Salaminian shore.

Where thy Pharnuchos? Woe, on woe!

Brave Ariomard and he,

Warrior of high degree,

Lilaios and the king

Seualces; Memphis where and Tharybis,

Where are Masistras, and brave Artembar,

Ay, and Hystæchmas? Say, oh say,

Where now be they?

Ah me! Alas! Woe! Woe!

They saw the city hoar,

Athenè's hated wall,

And with convulsive struggle, one and all,

Poor wretches, were laid gasping on the shore.