§11.382agger murorum nec inundant sanguine fossae.
[while] the rampart of the walls [keeps off the enemy] and the trenches do not overflow with blood.
§11.383Proinde tona eloquio, solitum tibi, meque timoris §11.384argue tu, Drance, quando tot stragis acervos §11.385Teucrorum tua dextra dedit passimque tropaeis §11.386insignis agros.
Therefore, thunder with your eloquence, as is your custom, and accuse me of fear, O Drances, since your right hand has caused so many heaps of slaughter of the Teucrians, and you adorn the fields everywhere with trophies.
Possit quid vivida virtus, §11.387experiare licet; nec longe scilicet hostes §11.388quaerendi nobis: circumstant undique muros.
What a lively valor can do, you may try; nor indeed do we have to search far for the enemies: they surround the walls on every side.
§11.389Imus in adversos: quid cessas? An tibi Mavors §11.390ventosa in lingua pedibusque fugacibus istis §11.391semper erit?
We go against them; why do you hesitate? Will Mars for you always be in your windy tongue and in those swift feet of yours?
§11.392Pulsus ego? Aut quisquam merito, foedissime, pulsum §11.393arguet, Iliaco tumidum qui crescere Thybrim §11.394sanguine et Evandri totam cum stirpe videbit §11.395procubuisse domum atque exutos Arcadas armis?
Was I beaten? Or will anyone justly accuse me of being beaten, O most foul one, who will see the Tiber swell and grow with Trojan blood, and all the house of Evander, along with his race, prostrate, and the Arcadians stripped of their armor?
§11.396Haud ita me experti Bitias et Pandarus ingens §11.397et quos mille die victor sub Tartara misi, §11.398inclusus muris hostilique aggere saeptus.
Not in such a way did the giant Bitias and Pandarus find me, nor those thousands whom in one day as victor I sent to Tartarus, though I was shut within the walls and enclosed by the hostile rampart.
"There is no safety in war." Sing such things, madman, to the Dardanian head and to your own affairs.
Proinde omnia magno §11.401ne cessa turbare metu atque extollere vires §11.402gentis bis victae, contra premere arma Latini.
Therefore, do not cease to disturb everything with great fear and to extol the strength of the twice-conquered nation, and on the other hand, to suppress the arms of the Latins.
§11.403Nunc et Myrmidonum proceres Phrygia arma tremescunt, §11.404nunc et Tydides et Larissaeus Achilles, §11.405amnis et Hadriacas retro fugit Aufidus undas.
Now even the chiefs of the Myrmidons tremble at Phrygian arms, now even the son of Tydeus and Larisaean Achilles, and the river Aufidus flees backward from the Adriatic waves.
§11.406Vel cum se pavidum contra mea iurgia fingit §11.407artificis scelus et formidine crimen acerbat.
Or even when he feigns himself fearful against my reproaches, by the craft of a villain, and sharpens the charge with dread.
§11.408Numquam animam talem dextra hac, absiste moveri, §11.409amittes: habitet tecum et sit pectore in isto.
Never will you lose such a life by this right hand—cease to be troubled— let it dwell with you and remain in that breast of yours.
§11.410Nunc ad te et tua magna, pater, consulta revertor.
Now to you and your great consultations, O father, I return.
§11.411Si nullam nostris ultra spem ponis in armis, §11.412si tam deserti sumus et semel agmine verso §11.413funditus occidimus neque habet Fortuna regressum? §11.414oremus pacem et dextras tendamus inertis.
If you place no further hope in our arms, if we are so deserted, and once our line has turned, we are utterly ruined, nor does Fortune have any return: let us pray for peace and stretch out our helpless right hands.
§11.415Quamquam O, si solitae quicquam virtutis adesset!
Yet, oh, if any of our accustomed valor were present!
§11.416Ille mihi ante alios fortunatusque laborum §11.417egregiusque animi, qui, nequid tale videret, §11.418procubuit moriens et humum semel ore momordit.
He seems to me fortunate in his labors beyond others, and distinguished in spirit, who, lest he should see any such thing, fell dying and bit the ground once with his mouth.
§11.419Sin et opes nobis et adhuc intacta iuventus §11.420auxilioque urbes Italae populique supersunt, §11.421sin et Troianis cum multo gloria venit §11.422sanguine, sunt illis sua funera parque per omnis §11.423tempestas: cur indecores in limine primo
But if we still have resources and a youth untouched, and Italian cities and peoples remain for our aid, and if glory came to the Trojans with much blood, and they have their own deaths, and the storm was equal for all: why do we fail ignobly on the very threshold?
§11.424deficimus? Cur ante tubam tremor occupat artus?
Why does trembling possess our limbs before the trumpet?
§11.425Multa dies variisque labor mutabilis aevi §11.426rettulit in melius, multos alterna revisens §11.427lusit et in solido rursus Fortuna locavit.
Many things have been brought back to the better by time and the shifting labor of changeable age; visiting many in turn, Fortune has played with them and placed them back on solid ground.
§11.428Non erit auxilio nobis Aetolus et Arpi: §11.429at Messapus erit felixque Tolumnius et quos §11.430tot populi misere duces, nec parva sequetur §11.431gloria delectos Latio et Laurentibus agris.
The Aetolian and Arpi will not be an aid to us; but Messapus will be, and fortunate Tolumnius, and those leaders whom so many peoples have sent; nor will small glory follow the chosen men from Latium and the Laurentian fields.
§11.432Est et Volscorum egregia de gente Camilla, §11.433agmen agens equitum et florentis aere catervas.
There is also Camilla, of the noble nation of the Volscians, leading a troop of horsemen and squadrons blooming with bronze.
§11.434Quod si me solum Teucri in certamina poscunt §11.435idque placet tantumque bonis communibus obsto, §11.436non adeo has exosa manus Victoria fugit, §11.437ut tanta quicquam pro spe temptare recusem.
But if the Teucrians call me alone to the contest, and this is pleasing, and I stand so much in the way of the common good, Victory has not fled, hating these hands so much, that I should refuse to try anything for such great hope.
§11.438Ibo animis contra, vel magnum praestet Achillem §11.439factaque Vulcani manibus paria induat arma §11.440ille licet.
I will go against him with spirit, even though he should surpass the great Achilles and put on equal arms made by the hands of Vulcan.
Vobis animam hanc soceroque Latino §11.441Turnus ego, haud ulli veterum virtute secundus, §11.442devovi.
To you and to my father-in-law Latinus, I, Turnus, second to none of our ancestors in valor, have devoted this life.
Solum Aeneas vocat
: et vocet oro, §11.443nec Drances potius, sive est haec ira deorum, §11.444morte luat, sive est virtus et gloria, tollat.
"Aeneas calls him alone": I pray that he may call, and let not Drances rather, if this is the wrath of the gods, atone for it with death, or if it is valor and glory, bear it away.
They were debating these things among themselves in rivalry concerning their doubtful affairs; Aeneas was moving his camp and line of battle.
§11.447nuntius ingenti per regia tecta tumultu §11.448ecce ruit magnisque urbem terroribus implet, §11.449instructos acie Tiberino a flumine Teucros §11.450Tyrrhenamque manum totis descendere campis.
Behold, a messenger rushes through the royal palace in great tumult and fills the city with great terrors, saying: the Teucrians, drawn up in line of battle, and the Tyrrhenian band are descending from the Tiber river over the whole plain.
§11.451Extemplo turbati animi concussaque vulgi §11.452pectora et adrectae stimulis haud mollibus irae.
Immediately minds were disturbed and the breasts of the common folk shaken, and anger was aroused by no gentle spurs.
Trembling, they demand weapons with their hands; the youth clamor for arms; the fathers weep in sadness and mutter.
Hic undique clamor §11.455dissensu vario magnus se tollit in auras
Here, a great cry from every side rises into the air with varied dissension.