Nemea Ix, 41-66

Once they led to seven-gated Thebes an army of men, not according To the lucky flight of birds. Nor did the Kronian, Brandishing his lightning, impel to march From home insane, but to abstain from the way. But to apparent destruction The host made haste to go, with brazen arms And horse equipments, and on the banks Of Ismenus, defending sweet return, Their white-flowered bodies fattened fire. For seven pyres devoured young-limbed Men. But to Amphiaraus Zeus rent the deep-bosomed earth With his mighty thunderbolt, And buried him with his horses, Ere, being struck in the back By the spear of Periclymenus, his warlike Spirit was disgraced. For in dæmonic fears Flee even the sons of gods.