"One of the children | This was the king, who rules the Thracian | it was with much treasure occultly | recommended when by the Trojans | I began to distrust weapons, | and fear the siege. The tyrant rio, | as soon as fortune was seen in Troy turning his back, he too turned, and took up arms and the fate followed the winners; | yes, of friendship and hospice | and every law of humanity is broken, | he took away the life and the gold from the royal boy. [on Polydorus ]"