The Thracians; so called from Biston, son of Mars, who built Bistonʹia on the Lake Bisʹtonis.
“So the Bistonian race, a maddening train,
Exult and revel on the Thracian plain;
With milk their bloody banquets they allay.
Or from the lion rend his panting prey;
On some abandoned savage fiercely fly,
Seize, tear, devour, and think it luxury.”