§11.689manibus hoc referes, telo cecidisse Camillae.
you shall carry this back to the shades of your fathers, that you fell by the weapon of Camilla.
§11.690Protinus Orsilochum et Buten, duo maxima Teucrum §11.691corpora, sed Buten aversum cuspide fixit §11.692loricam galeamque inter, qua colla sedentis §11.693lucent et laevo dependet parma lacerto, §11.694Orsilochum fugiens magnumque agitata per orbem §11.695eludit gyro interior sequiturque sequentem, §11.696tum validam perque arma viro perque ossa securim §11.697altior exsurgens oranti et multa precanti §11.698congeminat: vulnus calido rigat ora cerebro.
Straightway she transfixed Orsilochus and Butes, two of the largest bodies of the Trojans, but Butes, as he was turned away, she pierced with her spearpoint between cuirass and helmet, where the neck of him as he sits is exposed, and the shield hangs from his left arm; fleeing Orsilochus, and pursued through a great circle, she eludes him by an inner ring and pursues the pursuer; then, rising higher, she redoubles her strong axe through both the armor and the bones of him as he begs and prays for many things: with repeated blows; the wound wets his face with warm brains.
§11.699Incidit huic subitoque aspectu territus haesit §11.700Appenninicolae bellator filius Auni, §11.701haud Ligurum extremus, dum fallere fata sinebant.
On her happened, and terrified by the sudden sight stood stock-still, the warrior son of Aunus, an inhabitant of the Apennines, not the last of the Ligurians, while the fates allowed him to deceive.
§11.702Isque ubi se nullo iam cursu evadere pugnae §11.703posse neque instantem reginam avertere cernit, §11.704consilio versare dolos ingressus et astu §11.705incipit haec:
Quid tam egregium, si femina forti
And he, when he sees that he can by no running now escape the fight nor turn aside the pressing queen, beginning to ply his deceit with counsel and craft, he begins these words: "What is so remarkable, if a woman trusts in a strong horse?
§11.706fidis equo? Dimitte fugam et te comminus aequo §11.707mecum crede solo pugnaeque adcinge pedestri: §11.708iam nosces, ventosa ferat cui gloria fraudem. §11.709Dixit, at illa furens acrique adcensa dolore §11.710tradit equum comiti paribusque resistit in armis, §11.711ense pedes nudo puraque interrita parma.
Dismiss flight, and trust yourself on equal ground with me, and gird yourself for a pedestrian fight; soon you will know to whom windy glory brings deceit." He spoke; but she, raging and kindled with sharp resentment, hands over her horse to a companion and stands her ground with equal arms, on foot with naked sword and simple shield, unafraid.
§11.712At iuvenis, vicisse dolo ratus, avolat ipse, §11.713haud mora, conversisque fugax aufertur habenis §11.714quadrupedemque citum ferrata calce fatigat.
But the youth, thinking he had won by deceit, flies away himself— no delay—and is carried off in flight with turned reins, and fatigues his swift steed with his iron spur.
§11.715Vane Ligus frustraque animis elate superbis, §11.716nequiquam patrias temptasti lubricus artis, §11.717nec fraus te incolumem fallaci perferet Auno, §11.718haec fatur virgo et pernicibus ignea plantis §11.719transit equum cursu frenisque adversa prehensis §11.720congreditur poenasque inimico ex sanguine sumit: §11.721quam facile accipiter saxo sacer ales ab alto §11.722consequitur pennis sublimem in nube columbam §11.723comprensamque tenet pedibusque eviscerat uncis; §11.724tum cruor et vulsae labuntur ab aethere plumae.
"Vain Ligurian, and fruitlessly puffed up with proud spirits, in vain, slippery one, have you tried your native crafts, nor shall deceit carry you safe to treacherous Aunus." Thus speaks the maiden, and fiery with swift feet, outruns the horse in its course, and grasping the reins face to face, clashes and takes vengeance from his hated blood: as easily as a hawk, sacred bird, from a high rock pursues with its wings a dove high in the cloud, and holds it caught and eviscerates it with hooked feet; then blood and plucked feathers fall from the sky.
§11.725At non haec nullis hominum sator atque deorum §11.726observans oculis summo sedet altus Olympo: §11.727Tyrrhenum genitor Tarchonem in proelia saeva §11.728suscitat et stimulis haud mollibus incitat iras.
But not with unobserving eyes does the father of men and of gods sit high on supreme Olympus: the father rouses Tyrrhenian Tarchon into savage battles and incites his wrath with no gentle spurs.
§11.729Ergo inter caedes cedentiaque agmina Tarchon §11.730fertur equo variisque instigat vocibus alas, §11.731nomine quemque vocans, reficitque in proelia pulsos.
Therefore, amidst the slaughters and the retreating ranks, Tarchon is carried on his horse and instigates the squadrons with various words, calling each by name, and restores the beaten to the battle.
§11.732Quis metus, O numquam dolituri, O semper inertes §11.733Tyrrheni, quae tanta animis ignavia venit?
"What fear, O you who will never feel pain, O always sluggish Tyrrhenians, what so great cowardice has come into your minds?
§11.734Femina palantis agit atque haec agmina vertit!
A woman drives you scattered and turns these ranks!
§11.735Quo ferrum quidve haec gerimus tela inrita dextris?
For what do we bear iron, or why do we hold these useless weapons in our right hands?
§11.736At non in Venerem segnes nocturnaque bella §11.737aut ubi curva choros indixit tibia Bacchi, §11.738exspectate dapes et plenae pocula mensae, §11.739hic amor, hoc studium, dum sacra secundus haruspex §11.740nuntiet ac lucos vocet hostia pinguis in altos! §11.741Haec effatus equum in medios, moriturus et ipse, §11.742concitat et Venulo adversum se turbidus infert §11.743dereptumque ab equo dextra complectitur hostem §11.744et gremium ante suum multa vi concitus aufert.
But you are not sluggish for Venus and nocturnal battles, or when the curved pipe of Bacchus has proclaimed the dances: expect the feasts and the cups of the full table (there you are not slow)— this is your love, this your study, until the auspicious soothsayer announces the sacred rites and the fat victim calls you into the deep groves!" Having spoken these words, he himself also about to die, spurs his horse into the midst, and furiously throws himself against Venulus, and grasping the enemy, snatched from his horse, with his right hand, and with great force carries him off, spurred on, before his own bosom.
A shout is raised to heaven, and all the Latins turned their eyes.
Volat igneus aequore Tarchon §11.747arma virumque ferens; tum summa ipsius ab hasta §11.748defringit ferrum et partis rimatur apertas, §11.749qua vulnus letale ferat; contra ille repugnans §11.750sustinet a iugulo dextram et vim viribus exit.
Fiery Tarchon flies through the plain, carrying weapons and the man; then from the top of his enemy's spear he breaks off the iron and searches for the exposed parts, where he may deal a lethal wound; the other, resisting, keeps off Tarchon's right hand from his throat, and parries force with force.
§11.751Utque volans alte raptum cum fulva draconem §11.752fert aquila implicuitque pedes atque unguibus haesit, §11.753saucius at serpens sinuosa volumina versat §11.754adrectisque horret squamis et sibilat ore, §11.755arduus insurgens; illa haud minus urget obunco §11.756luctantem rostro, simul aethera verberat alis: §11.757haud aliter praedam Tiburtum ex agmine Tarchon §11.758portat ovans.
And as when a golden eagle, flying high, carries a snatched serpent, and has entangled its feet and clung with its claws, but the wounded serpent writhes its sinuous coils, and bristles with erect scales, and hisses with its mouth, rising high; she nonetheless assails the struggling prey with her hooked beak, at the same time beating the air with her wings: just so Tarchon carries his prey from the Tiburtine line, exultant.
Ducis exemplum eventumque secuti §11.759Maeonidae incurrunt.
Following the example and success of their leader, the Etruscans rush on.
Tum fatis debitus Arruns §11.760velocem iaculo et multa prior arte Camillam §11.761circuit et quae sit fortuna facillima, temptat.
Then Arruns, owed to the fates, with his spear and with much prior craft, Camillam the swift circles, and tries what may be the easiest fortune.
§11.762Qua se cumque furens medio tulit agmine virgo,
Wherever the raging maiden carried herself in the midst of the line,