§10.308Nec Turnum segnis retinet mora, sed rapit acer §10.309totam aciem in Teucros et contra in litore sistit.
Nor does slow delay hold Turnus back, but, fierce, he rushes his entire army against the Trojans and stations them opposite on the shore.
§10.310Signa canunt.
The trumpets sound.
Primus turmas invasit agrestis §10.311Aeneas, omen pugnae, stravitque Latinos §10.312occiso Therone, virum qui maximus ultro §10.313Aenean petit: huic gladio perque aerea suta, §10.314per tunicam squalentem auro latus haurit apertum.
First Aeneas attacked the rustic squadrons, an omen of the battle, and laid low the Latins, having killed Theron, who, greatest of men, of his own accord sought Aeneas: with his sword, through the bronze joints and through the tunic stiff with gold, he drains his exposed flank.
§10.315Inde Lichan ferit, exsectum iam matre perempta §10.316et tibi, Phoebe, sacrum: casus evadere ferri
Then he strikes Lichas, who had been cut from his already dead mother and was sacred to you, Phoebus: how was he allowed as a little one to escape the peril of the iron?
§10.317quo licuit parvo? Nec longe Cissea durum §10.318immanemque Gyan, sternentis agmina clava, §10.319deiecit Leto: nihil illos Herculis arma §10.320nec validae iuvere manus genitorque Melampus, §10.321Alcidae comes usque gravis dum terra labores §10.322praebuit.
Not far away, tough Cisseus and huge Gyas, who were laying low ranks with a club, he cast down to death: the weapons of Hercules availed them nothing, nor did their strong hands, nor their father Melampus, the companion of Alcides as long as the earth provided heavy labors.
Ecce Pharo, voces dum iactat inertis, §10.323intorquens iaculum clamanti sistit in ore.
Lo, at Pharus, while he is throwing out idle words, hurling his javelin, he plants it in his shouting mouth.
§10.324Tu quoque, flaventem prima lanugine malas §10.325dum sequeris Clytium infelix, nova gaudia, Cydon, §10.326Dardania stratus dextra, securus amorum, §10.327qui iuvenum tibi semper erant, miserande iaceres, §10.328ni fratrum stipata cohors foret obvia, Phorci §10.329progenies, septem numero, septenaque tela §10.330coniciunt; partim galea clipeoque resultant §10.331inrita, deflexit partim stringentia corpus §10.332alma Venus.
You too, unhappy Cydon, while you follow Clytius, your new joy, whose cheeks were yellow with their first down, laid low by a Trojan right hand, free of care for those loves which were always yours for youths, pitiable one, you would be lying there, had not the crowded band of brothers, the offspring of Phorcus, met you, seven in number, and seven weapons they throw; some rebound in vain from his helmet and shield, some, grazing his body, gentle Venus deflected.
Fidum Aeneas adfatur Achaten: §10.333Suggere tela mihi: non ullum dextera frustra §10.334torserit in Rutulos, steterunt quae in corpore Graium §10.335Iliacis campis. Tum magnam corripit hastam §10.336et iacit: illa volans clipei transverberat aera §10.337Maeonis et thoraca simul cum pectore rumpit.
Aeneas speaks to faithful Achates: "Supply weapons to me: my right hand shall not have hurled any in vain against the Rutulians, of those which stood in the bodies of the Greeks on the Trojan plains." Then he seizes a great spear and throws it: flying, it pierces through the bronze of Maeon's shield, and shatters his breastplate and his breast at once.
§10.338Huic frater subit Alcanor fratremque ruentem §10.339sustentat dextra: traiecto missa lacerto §10.340protinus hasta fugit servatque cruenta tenorem, §10.341dexteraque ex umero nervis moribunda pependit.
To him his brother Alcanor comes up, and supports his falling brother with his right hand: the spear, sent on, flies straight through his pierced arm and, bloody, keeps its course, and his dying right arm hung from his shoulder by the sinews.
§10.342Tum Numitor iaculo fratris de corpore rapto §10.343Aenean petiit; sed non et figere contra §10.344est licitum, magnique femur perstrinxit Achatae.
Then Numitor, having snatched the javelin from his brother's body, aimed at Aeneas; but it was not permitted to transfix him in turn, and it grazed the thigh of great Achates.
§10.345Hic Curibus fidens primaevo corpore Clausus §10.346advenit et rigida Dryopem ferit eminus hasta §10.347sub mentum graviter pressa pariterque loquentis §10.348vocem animamque rapit traiecto gutture; at ille §10.349fronte ferit terram et crassum vomit ore cruorem.
Here Clausus of Cures, trusting in his youthful body, comes up and strikes Dryops from afar with his stiff spear, driven heavily under his chin, and at once, as he speaks, deprives him of voice and life, his throat being pierced; but he strikes the ground with his forehead and vomits thick blood from his mouth.
§10.350Tres quoque Threicios Boreae de gente suprema §10.351et tris, quos Idas pater et patria Ismara mittit, §10.352per varios sternit casus.
Three Thracians also of the exalted race of Boreas, and three whom father Idas and their native Ismara send, he lays low by various fates.
Accurrit Halaesus §10.353Auruncaeque manus, subit et Neptunia proles, §10.354insignis Messapus equis.
Halaesus runs up and the Auruncan bands, and the offspring of Neptune comes up, Messapus, famous for horses.
Now these, now those strive to drive them out; the struggle is on the very threshold of Ausonia.
Magno discordes aethere venti §10.357proelia ceu tollunt animis et viribus aequis; §10.358non ipsi inter se, non nubila, non mare cedit; §10.359anceps pugna diu, stant obnixa omnia contra: §10.360haud aliter Troianae acies aciesque Latinae §10.361concurrunt; haeret pede pes densusque viro vir.
Just as in the great heavens discordant winds stir up battles, with equal spirits and strength; neither they themselves yield to each other, nor the clouds, nor the sea; the fight is doubtful for a long time, all things stand locked in struggle against each other: not otherwise the Trojan ranks and the Latin ranks clash; foot clings to foot, and man packed close to man.
§10.362At parte ex alia, qua saxa rotantia late §10.363impulerat torrens arbustaque diruta ripis, §10.364Arcadas insuetos acies inferre pedestris §10.365ut vidit Pallas Latio dare terga sequaci §10.366(aspera quis natura loci dimittere quando §10.367suasit equos), unum quod rebus restat egenis, §10.368nunc prece, nunc dictis virtutem accendit amaris:
But in another part, where a torrent had rolled rolling stones far and wide, and trees torn from the banks, when Pallas saw the Arcadians, unaccustomed to lead infantry lines, turning their backs to the pursuing Latins, (since the rough nature of the place persuaded them at some point to let go of their horses), the one thing which remains in needy circumstances, now by prayer, now by bitter words he kindles their courage: "Whither do you flee, allies?
§10.369Quo fugitis, socii? Per vos et fortia facta, §10.370per ducis Evandri nomen devictaque bella §10.371Opemque meam, patriae quae nunc subit aemula laudi, §10.372fidite ne pedibus.
By yourselves and your brave deeds, by the name of leader Evander and the wars you have won, and by my own hope, which now rises to rival my father's praise, do not trust in your feet.
Ferro rumpenda per hostis §10.373est via.
By the sword must a way be broken through the enemy.
Qua globus ille virum densissimus urget, §10.374hac vos et Pallanta ducem patria alta reposcit.
Where that densest crowd of men presses on, this way your noble fatherland demands back you and Pallas your leader.
§10.375Numina nulla premunt, mortali urgemur ab hoste §10.376mortales, totidem nobis animaeque manusque.
No gods oppress us; we, mortals, are pressed by a mortal enemy, we have just as many lives and hands.
§10.377Ecce, maris magna claudit nos obice pontus, §10.378deest iam terra fugae: pelagus Troiamne petemus? §10.379Haec ait et medius densos prorumpit in hostis.
Look, the deep sea shuts us in with a great barrier of water, land is already lacking for flight: shall we seek the ocean, or Troy?" He said this, and rushes into the midst of the crowded enemies.
First meeting him, led by unfavorable fates, is Lagus.
Hunc, magno vellit dum pondere saxum,
Him, while he plucks a stone of great weight,