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Notes Display Latin text | translated by Theodore C. Williams Book XII Chapter 21: Further killing | Next chapter Return to index Previous chapter |
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Behold Murranus, boasting his high birth from far-descended sires of storied name, the line of Latium's kings! Aeneas now with mountain-boulder lays him low in dust, smitten with whirlwind of the monster stone; and o'er him fallen under yoke and rein roll his own chariot wheels, while with swift tread the mad hoofs of his horses stamp him down, not knowing him their lord. But Turnus found proud Hyllus fronting him with frantic rage, and at his golden helmet launched the shaft that pierced it; in his cloven brain it clung. Nor could thy sword, O Cretheus, save thee then from Turnus, though of bravest Greeks the peer; nor did Cupencus' gods their priest defend against Aeneas, but his breast he gave unto the hostile blade; his brazen shield delayed no whit his miserable doom. Thee also, Aeolus, Laurentum saw spread thy huge body dying on the ground; yea, dying, thou whom Greeks in serried arms subdued not, nor Achilles' hand that hurled the throne of Priam down: here didst thou touch thy goal of death; one stately house was thine on Ida's mountain, at Lyrnesus, one; Laurentum's hallowed earth was but thy grave. Now the whole host contends; all Latium meets all Ilium; Mnestheus and Serestus bold; Messapus, the steed-breaker, and high-soured Asilas; Tuscans in a phalanx proud; Arcadian riders of Evander's train: each warrior lifts him to his height supreme of might and skill; no sloth nor lingering now, but in one far-spread conflict all contend. Event: Renewal of the war. |
529-553 Murranum hic, atauos et auorum antiqua sonantem nomina per regesque actum genus omne Latinos, praecipitem scopulo atque ingentis turbine saxi excutit effunditque solo; hunc lora et iuga subter prouoluere rotae, crebro super ungula pulsu incita nec domini memorum proculcat equorum. ille ruenti Hyllo animisque immane frementi occurrit telumque aurata ad tempora torquet: olli per galeam fixo stetit hasta cerebro. dextera nec tua te, Graium fortissime Cretheu, eripuit Turno, nec di texere Cupencum Aenea ueniente sui: dedit obuia ferro pectora, nec misero clipei mora profuit aerei. te quoque Laurentes uiderunt, Aeole, campi oppetere et late terram consternere tergo. occidis, Argiuae quem non potuere phalanges sternere nec Priami regnorum euersor Achilles; hic tibi mortis erant metae, domus alta sub Ida, Lyrnesi domus alta, solo Laurente sepulcrum. totae adeo conuersae acies omnesque Latini, omnes Dardanidae, Mnestheus acerque Serestus et Messapus equum domitor et fortis Asilas Tuscorumque phalanx Euandrique Arcades alae, pro se quisque uiri summa nituntur opum ui; nec mora nec requies, uasto certamine tendunt. |