§11.763hac Arruns subit et tacitus vestigia lustrat; §11.764qua victrix redit illa pedemque ex hoste reportat, §11.765hac iuvenis furtim celeris detorquet habenas.
Along this way Arruns tracks her and silently watches her footsteps; wherever she returns victorious and withdraws her foot from the enemy, there the youth secretly turns his swift reins.
§11.766Hos aditus iamque hos aditus omnemque pererrat §11.767undique circuitum et certam quatit improbus hastam.
He wanders through this approach and now that approach, and all the circuit around, and, wicked as he is, shakes his unerring spear.
§11.768Forte sacer Cybelo Chloreus olimque sacerdos §11.769insignis longe Phrygiis fulgebat in armis §11.770spumantemque agitabat equum, quem pellis aënis §11.771in plumam squamis auro conserta tegebat.
By chance Chloreus, sacred to Mount Cybelus and once a priest, was shining from afar, conspicuous in Phrygian armor, and was urging on his foaming horse, which was covered by a hide with bronze scales like feathers, fastened together with gold.
§11.772Ipse, peregrina ferrugine clarus et ostro, §11.773spicula torquebat Lycio Gortynia cornu; §11.774aureus ex umeris erat arcus et aurea vati §11.775cassida; tum croceam chlamydemque sinusque crepantis §11.776carbaseos fulvo in nodum collegerat auro §11.777pictus acu tunicas et barbara tegmina crurum.
He himself, distinguished in foreign dusky-blue and purple, was shooting Gortynian arrows from a Lycian bow; a golden bow hung from his shoulders, and golden was the priest's helmet; then he had gathered his saffron cloak and its rustling folds of fine linen into a knot with yellow gold, his tunic embroidered with a needle, and his legs clad in foreign greaves.
§11.778Hunc virgo, sive ut templis praefigeret arma §11.779Troïa, captivo sive ut se ferret in auro §11.780venatrix, unum ex omni certamine pugnae §11.781caeca sequebatur totumque incauta per agmen §11.782femineo praedae et spoliorum ardebat amore, §11.783telum ex insidiis cum tandem tempore capto §11.784concitat et superos Arruns sic voce precatur: §11.785Summe deum, sancti custos Soractis Apollo, §11.786quem primi colimus, cui pineus ardor acervo §11.787pascitur et medium freti pietate per ignem §11.788cultores multa premimus vestigia pruna, §11.789da, pater, hoc nostris aboleri dedecus armis,
Him the maiden, whether that she might hang Trojan arms in the temples, or that she might display herself in captive gold as a huntress, blindly pursued, alone of all the combatants of the battle, and heedlessly through the whole army was burning with a woman's passion for booty and spoils, when at last, seizing his opportunity, Arruns from his ambush rouses his weapon and thus prays aloud to the gods above: "Highest of the gods, Apollo, guardian of holy Soracte, whom we first worship, for whom the pine-wood fire is fed on the heap, and trusting in our piety, through the midst of the fire we, your worshippers, press our footsteps on many a burning coal, grant, father, that this disgrace be wiped out by our arms, almighty one."
§11.790omnipotens. Non exuvias pulsaeve tropaeum §11.791virginis aut spolia ulla peto (mihi cetera laudem §11.792facta ferent): haec dira meo dum vulnere pestis §11.793pulsa cadat, patrias remeabo inglorius urbes.
"No spoils or trophy of the defeated maiden, nor any plunder do I seek (my other deeds will bring me fame): so long as this dread plague falls defeated by my wound, I will return inglorious to my native cities."
§11.794Audiit et voti Phoebus succedere partem §11.795mente dedit, partem volucris dispersit in auras: §11.796sterneret ut subita turbatam morte Camillam, §11.797adnuit oranti; reducem ut patria alta videret, §11.798non dedit, inque Notos vocem vertere procellae.
Phoebus heard, and in his mind granted that part of the prayer should succeed, but part he scattered into the swift breezes: that he should lay low Camilla, thrown into confusion by sudden death, he granted to the suppliant; but that his noble country should see him return, he did not grant, and the tempests turned his voice into the South Winds.
§11.799Ergo ut missa manu sonitum dedit hasta per auras, §11.800convertere animos acris oculosque tulere §11.801cuncti ad reginam Volsci.
Therefore, as the spear sent from his hand made a sound through the air, all the Volscians turned their eager minds and directed their eyes to the queen.
Nihil ipsa nec aurae §11.802nec sonitus memor aut venientis ab aethere teli, §11.803hasta sub exsertam donec perlata papillam §11.804haesit virgineumque alte bibit acta cruorem.
"She herself was mindful of nothing, neither of the breeze nor of the sound, nor of the weapon coming from the sky, until the spear, carried home, beneath her bared breast lodged, and driven deep, drank her maiden blood."
Her trembling companions run together and support their falling mistress.
Fugit ante omnis exterritus Arruns, §11.807laetitia mixtoque metu, nec iam amplius hastae §11.808credere nec telis occurrere virginis audet.
"Arruns flees before all, terrified, with joy and mingled fear, nor does he dare any longer to trust his spear, or to face the weapons of the maiden."
§11.809Ac velut ille, prius quam tela inimica sequantur, §11.810continuo in montis sese avius abdidit altos §11.811occiso pastore lupus magnove iuvenco, §11.812conscius audacis facti, caudamque remulcens §11.813subiecit pavitantem utero silvasque petivit: §11.814haud secus ex oculis se turbidus abstulit Arruns §11.815contentusque fuga mediis se immiscuit armis.
And just as a wolf, before hostile weapons can pursue him, straightway hides himself in the high, pathless mountains, after killing a shepherd or a great bullock, conscious of his daring deed, and, drawing back his trembling tail, has tucked it under his belly and sought the woods; not otherwise did Arruns, in confusion, steal away from sight, and, content with flight, mingled with the midst of the arms.
§11.816Illa manu moriens telum trahit, ossa sed inter §11.817ferreus ad costas alto stat vulnere mucro: §11.818labitur exsanguis, labuntur frigida leto §11.819lumina, purpureus quondam color ora reliquit.
She, dying, pulls at the weapon with her hand, but between the bones the iron point stands fast against her ribs in the deep wound: she sinks down bloodless, her eyes, cold in death, sink, and the once rosy color has left her face.
§11.820Tum sic exspirans Accam ex aequalibus unam §11.821adloquitur fidam ante alias, quae sola Camillae, §11.822quicum partiri curas; atque haec ita fatur: §11.823Hactenus, Acca soror, potui: nunc vulnus acerbum §11.824conficit, et tenebris nigrescunt omnia circum.
Then, thus breathing her last, she speaks to Acca, one of her peers, faithful beyond all others, who alone of Camilla's companions was one with whom she shared her cares; and thus she speaks: "Thus far, sister Acca, have I had strength; now a bitter wound finishes me, and all around grows black with darkness."
§11.825Effuge et haec Turno mandata novissima perfer: §11.826succedat pugnae Troianosque arceat urbe.
"Hasten away, and bear these my last commands to Turnus: let him succeed to the battle and keep the Trojans from the city."
§11.827Iamque vale.
"And now, farewell."
Simul his dictis linquebat habenas, §11.828ad terram non sponte fluens.
"Even as she spoke these words, she let go the reins, slipping to the ground, not of her own will."
Tum frigida toto §11.829paulatim exsolvit se corpore lentaque colla §11.830et captum leto posuit caput, arma relinquunt, §11.831vitaque cum gemitu fugit indignata sub umbras.
"Then, growing cold, she gradually released herself from her whole body, and laid down her drooping neck and her head overcome by death, letting go her arms; and her life, with a groan, fled complaining to the shades below."
§11.832Tum vero immensus surgens ferit aurea clamor §11.833sidera: deiecta crudescit pugna Camilla, §11.834incurrunt densi simul omnis copia Teucrum §11.835Tyrrhenique duces Evandrique Arcades alae.
Then indeed a boundless shout, rising up, strikes the golden stars; now that Camilla is fallen, the battle grows fiercer; at once they charge in dense array, the whole force of the Trojans, and the Etruscan leaders, and Evander's Arcadian squadrons.