§10.382intorto figit telo, discrimina costis §10.383per medium qua spina dabat, hastamque receptat §10.384ossibus haerentem.
fixes him with a hurled spear, where the spine, passing through the middle, made divisions to the ribs, and pulls back the spear clinging to the bones.
Quem non super occupat Hisbo, §10.385ille quidem hoc sperans: nam Pallas ante ruentem, §10.386dum furit, incautum crudeli morte sodalis §10.387excipit atque ensem tumido in pulmone recondit.
Hisbo does not surprise him from above, though he indeed hoped for this; for, before Hisbo could rush upon him, while he was raging, Pallas intercepts him, off his guard and mad with the cruel death of his companion, and buries his sword in his swollen lung.
§10.388Hinc Sthenium petit et Rhoeti de gente vetusta §10.389Anchemolum, thalamos ausum incestare novercae.
Next he seeks Sthenius and Anchemolus of the ancient race of Rhoetus, who dared to defile his stepmother's chamber.
§10.390Vos etiam, gemini, Rutulis cecidistis in agris, §10.391Daucia, Laride Thymberque, simillima proles, §10.392indiscreta suis gratusque parentibus error; §10.393at nunc dura dedit vobis discrimina Pallas: §10.394nam tibi, Thymbre, caput Evandrius abstulit ensis; §10.395te decisa suum, Laride, dextera quaerit §10.396semianimesque micant digiti ferrumque retractant.
You also, twins, fell in the Rutulian fields, Laris and Thymber, the twin offspring of Daucus, so identical, indistinguishable to their own, and a sweet mistake to their parents; but now Pallas gave you harsh distinctions: for from you, Thymber, the Evandrian sword took away your head; your severed right hand, Laris, seeks you, its master, and its half-dead fingers twitch and grasp again at the sword.
§10.397Arcadas accensos monitu et praeclara tuentis §10.398facta viri mixtus dolor et pudor armat in hostis.
The Arcadians, kindled by his warning and beholding the glorious deeds of the hero, a mixture of grief and shame arms them against the enemy.
Then Pallas pierces Rhoeteus as he flies past in his chariot.
Hoc spatium tantumque morae fuit Ilo; §10.401Ilo namque procul validam direxerat hastam, §10.402quam medius Rhoeteus intercipit, optime Teuthra, §10.403te fugiens fratremque Tyren, curruque volutus §10.404caedit semianimis Rutulorum calcibus arva.
This was space and delay enough for Ilus; for at Ilus he had aimed his strong spear from afar, which Rhoeteus intercepts in the middle, noble Teuthra, flying from you and from your brother Tyres; and rolling from his chariot, half-dead, he beats the Rutulian fields with his heels.
§10.405Ac velut optato ventis aestate coortis §10.406dispersa immittit silvis incendia pastor, §10.407correptis subito mediis extenditur una §10.408horrida per latos acies Volcania campos; §10.409ille sedens victor flammas despectat ovantis: §10.410non aliter socium virtus coit omnis in unum §10.411teque iuvat, Palla.
And just as in summer, when the longed-for winds have risen, a shepherd scatters fire into the woods, and when the middle spaces are suddenly seized, Vulcan's dreadful line extends all together across the broad fields; he sits victorious, looking down on the triumphant flames: not otherwise does all the courage of your allies gather into one and support you, Pallas.
Sed bellis acer Halaesus §10.412tendit in adversos seque in sua conligit arma.
But Halaesus, fierce in war, charges against them, and gathers himself behind his shield.
§10.413Hic mactat Ladona Pheretaque Demodocumque, §10.414Strymonio dextram fulgenti deripit ense §10.415elatam in iugulum, saxo ferit ora Thoantis §10.416ossaque dispersit cerebro permixta cruento.
Here he slays Ladon, Pheres, and Demodocus; with his shining sword he shears off Strymonius' right hand, raised against his throat; with a stone he strikes the face of Thoas and scatters his bones mingled with bloody brain.
§10.417Fata canens silvis genitor celarat Halaesum: §10.418ut senior leto canentia lumina solvit, §10.419iniecere manum Parcae telisque sacrarunt §10.420Evandri.
His father, foretelling the fates, had hidden Halaesus in the woods: as the old man closed his white eyes in death, the Fates laid hands on him and devoted him to the weapons of Evander.
Quem sic Pallas petit ante precatus: §10.421Da nunc, Thybri pater, ferro, quod missile libro, §10.422fortunam atque viam duri per pectus Halaesi.
Pallas attacks him, having first prayed thus: "Grant now, Father Tiber, to the iron spear which I poise to throw, good fortune and a path through the breast of harsh Halaesus.
§10.423Haec arma exuviasque viri tua quercus habebit. §10.424Audiit illa deus: dum texit Imaona Halaesus, §10.425Arcadio infelix telo dat pectus inermum.
Your oak tree shall hold these arms and spoils of the man." The god heard those words: while Halaesus protects Imaon, the unhappy man exposes his undefended breast to the Arcadian weapon.
§10.426At non caede viri tanta perterrita Lausus, §10.427pars ingens belli, sinit agmina: primus Abantem §10.428oppositum interimit, pugnae nodumque moramque.
But Lausus, a huge part of the war, does not allow his ranks to be terrified by so great a slaughter of a hero: first he slays Abas, who stood opposite, the knot and delay of the battle.
§10.429Sternitur Arcadiae proles, sternuntur Etrusci §10.430et vos, O Grais imperdita corpora, Teucri.
The offspring of Arcadia is laid low, the Etruscans are laid low, and you, O Trojans, bodies undestroyed by the Greeks.
§10.431Agmina concurrunt ducibusque et viribus aequis.
The ranks clash with leaders and strength well matched.
Those at the rear press the ranks close, nor does the crowd allow weapons and hands to move.
Hinc Pallas instat et urget, §10.434hinc contra Lausus, nec multum discrepat aetas: §10.435egregii forma, sed quis Fortuna negarat §10.436in patriam reditus.
On this side Pallas presses and urges, on that side Lausus opposes; nor does their age differ much: outstanding in beauty, but to whom Fortune had denied return to their homeland.
Ipsos concurrere passus §10.437haud tamen inter se magni regnator Olympi: §10.438mox illos sua fata manent maiore sub hoste.
The ruler of great Olympus, however, did not allow them to clash with each other: soon their own fates await them under a greater enemy.
§10.439Interea soror alma monet succedere Lauso §10.440Turnum, qui volucri curru medium secat agmen.
Meanwhile his gracious sister warns Turnus to come to the aid of Lausus, who cuts through the middle of the army with his swift chariot.
§10.441Ut vidit socios:
Tempus desistere pugnae; §10.442solus ego in Pallanta feror, soli mihi Pallas §10.443debetur; cuperem ipse parens spectator adesset. §10.444Haec ait, et socii cesserunt aequore iusso.
When he saw his comrades: "It is time to withdraw from the fight; I alone charge against Pallas; Pallas is owed to me alone; I would wish his father himself were present as a spectator." He said this, and his comrades withdrew from the field as ordered.
§10.445At Rutulum abscessu iuvenis tum iussa superba §10.446miratus stupet in Turno corpusque per ingens §10.447lumina volvit obitque truci procul omnia visu §10.448talibus et dictis it contra dicta tyranni: §10.449Aut spoliis ego iam raptis laudabor opimis §10.450aut leto insigni: sorti pater aequus utrique est.
But upon the withdrawal of the Rutulians, the youth, wondering at the arrogant commands, is amazed at Turnus, and rolls his eyes over his massive body, and scans everything from afar with a fierce gaze, and with these words he counters the words of the tyrant: "Soon I shall be praised either for winning the supreme spoils or for a glorious death: my father is equal to either lot.
§10.451Tolle minas. Fatus medium procedit in aequor.
Away with your threats." Having spoken, he advances into the middle of the field.
§10.452Frigidus Arcadibus coit in praecordia sanguis.
Cold blood curdles in the breasts of the Arcadians.
§10.453Desiluit Turnus biiugis, pedes apparat ire §10.454comminus; utque leo, specula cum vidit ab alta §10.455stare procul campis meditantem in proelia taurum, §10.456advolat: haud alia est Turni venientis imago.
Turnus leaped down from his chariot, and prepares to go on foot to fight hand-to-hand; and as a lion, when from a high lookout he sees a bull standing far off on the plains meditating battle, flies toward him: not otherwise is the image of Turnus as he comes.