Pheidippides was present, when this battle—that of Marathon—was fought and won.
Pheidippides stood before his people and gave it all, the warning, and the comfort and the inspiration.
The poet finishes the story, which he has hitherto allowed Pheidippides to tell for himself.
At first Pheidippides refuses but finally agrees, though he warns his father that he will rue his act.
Pheidippides is as full of fire, of careless heroism as Hervé Riel, and told in as ringing verse.
He ran along like Pheidippides to his goal, without halting for one instant to consider the methods of his running.
The victors sent the runner Pheidippides to bear the news to Athens.
Pheidippides bowed his head even in the heat of the race, bowed his head and listened.
What is the claim of Pheidippides—as Browning presents him—to memory as a hero?
But nowadays one had need be a Milo and a fleet Pheidippides in one, Sir.