in flocks flj coweriog from swift hawks, aad they ruafaed
headlong to the gatea with loud criea ; then etraight was
the city filled with criea and groans aa the battle was
turned backward. But at daybreak did both sides per-
ceive their grievous, cureless error; and bitter anguish
seized the Minyan heroes when they saw before them
Cyzicus fallen mid the dust and blood. Three whole days
they mourned, they and the folk of the Dolionea together,
tearing out their hair. And then thrice about his tomb
they marched in their bronze harness and made his funeral,
and instituted trial of games, aa was right, on the meadow
plain, where to this day is his tomb heaped up for men
that shall be hereafter to see.
ISoi could his bride Cleite survive her husband's death,
but in her grief she wrought a deed more awful still, what
time she fastened the noose about her neck. And the
wood nymphs mourned her death, and all the tears they
let fall to earth from their eyes for her, of these did the
goddesses make a sprii^, which men call Cleite, the storied
name of that poor maid. Yea, that was the direst day
that Zeus ever sent upon the men and women of the
Dolionea ; for none of them could bear to taste of food, and
for a long time after their trouble they minded them not of
the work of grinding ; but they dr^^ed on their life, eating
the food, as it was, uncooked. There to this day, whenso
the lonians, that dwell in Cyzicua, pour the yearly libation
to the dead, they ever grind their meal ' at the public mill.
