who had the surname Remulus, and had recently married Turnus' younger sister and had her as his wife.
§9.595Is primam ante aciem digna atque indigna relatu §9.596vociferans tumidusque novo praecordia regno §9.597ibat et ingentem sese clamore ferebat: §9.598Non pudet obsidione iterum valloque teneri, §9.599bis capti Phryges, et morti praetendere muros?
He, before the front line, shouting things fit and unfit to repeat, and puffed up in his heart by his new royalty, was marching and bearing himself grandly with a loud cry: "Are you not ashamed to be held again by siege and rampart, you twice-captured Phrygians, and to extend walls against death?
§9.600En qui nostra sibi bello conubia poscunt!
Behold those who demand our marriages for themselves by war!
§9.601Quis deus Italiam, quae vos dementia adegit
What god, what madness drove you to Italy?
§9.602Non hic Atridae nec fandi fictor Ulixes: §9.603durum a stirpe genus natos ad flumina primum §9.604deferimus saevoque gelu duramus et undis, §9.605venatu invigilant pueri silvasque fatigant, §9.606flectere ludus equos et spicula tendere cornu.
Here are no sons of Atreus, nor Ulysses, fabricator of speech: a race of hardy stock, we carry our newborn infants to the rivers and harden them with the cruel frost and waves; our boys stay awake for the hunt and tire out the forests, their play is to guide horses and stretch arrows from the bow.
§9.607At patiens operum parvoque adsueta iuventus §9.608aut rastris terram domat aut quatit oppida bello.
But our youth, patient of labor and accustomed to little, either tames the earth with rakes or shakes towns in war.
§9.609Omne aevum ferro teritur, versaque iuvencum §9.610terga fatigamus hasta; nec tarda senectus §9.611debilitat vires animi mutatque vigorem: §9.612canitiem galea premimus, semperque recentis §9.613comportare iuvat praedas et vivere rapto.
Our whole age is worn with iron, and with the turned spear we weary the backs of bullocks; nor does slow old age weaken our spirits' strength or change our vigor: we press our gray hair with the helmet, and it is always our joy to bring together fresh plunder and to live by plunder.
§9.614Vobis picta croco et fulgenti murice vestis, §9.615desidiae cordi, iuvat indulgere choreis, §9.616et tunicae manicas et habent redimicula mitrae.
You have garments painted with saffron and glittering purple, idleness is dear to your heart, you love to indulge in dances, and your tunics have sleeves, and your turbans have ribbons.
§9.617O vere Phrygiae, neque enim Phryges, ite per alta §9.618Dindyma ubi adsuetis biforem dat tibia cantum!
O truly Phrygian women, for indeed you are not Phrygian men, go over the high Dindymus where the pipe gives its two-stopped song to those accustomed to it!
§9.619Tympana vos buxusque vocat Berecyntia Matris §9.620Idaeae sinite arma viris et cedite ferro. §9.621Talia iactantem dictis ac dira canentem §9.622non tulit Ascanius nervoque obversus equino §9.623contendit telum diversaque bracchia ducens §9.624constitit, ante Iovem supplex per vota precatus: §9.625Iuppiter omnipotens, audacibus adnue coeptis.
The tambourines and the Berecyntian boxwood flute of the Mother of Ida call you; leave arms to men and yield to iron." Ascanius did not endure him boasting such things with words and chanting dire insults, and facing him, on a horsehair string he drew his arrow and, drawing his arms apart, he stood, having first prayed suppliantly to Jupiter with vows: "All-powerful Jupiter, nod assent to my bold enterprise.
§9.626Ipse tibi ad tua templa feram sollemnia dona §9.627et statuam ante aras aurata fronte iuvencum §9.628candentem pariterque caput cum matre ferentem, §9.629iam cornu petat et pedibus qui spargat harenam. §9.630Audiit et caeli Genitor de parte serena §9.631intonuit laevum, sonat una fatifer arcus: §9.632effugit horrendum stridens adducta sagitta §9.633perque caput Remuli venit et cava tempora ferro §9.634traicit.
I myself will bring solemn gifts to your temples, and I will place before your altars a white bullock with gilded forehead, holding its head as high as its mother's, which already butts with its horn and scatters the sand with its hooves." The Father of heaven heard, and from a clear part of heaven thundered on the left; at the same time the fate-bearing bow resounded: the drawn arrow sped away, whistling terribly, and went through the head of Remulus, and pierced his hollow temples with its iron head.
I, verbis virtutem inlude superbis!
"Go, mock valor with proud words!
These answers the twice-captured Phrygians send back to the Rutulians." Thus far Ascanius.
Teucri clamore sequuntur §9.637laetitiaque fremunt animosque ad sidera tollunt.
The Trojans follow with a shout and roar with joy, and raise their spirits to the stars.
§9.638Aetheria tum forte plaga crinitus Apollo §9.639desuper Ausonias acies urbemque videbat, §9.640nube sedens, atque his victorem adfatur Iulum: §9.641Macte nova virtute, puer: sic itur ad astra, §9.642dis genite et geniture deos.
Then by chance in the ethereal region long-haired Apollo was looking down upon the Ausonian lines and the city from above, sitting on a cloud, and addresses victorious Iulus with these words: "A blessing on your young courage, boy: thus is the path to the stars, son of gods and ancestor of gods.
Iure omnia bella §9.643gente sub Assaraci fato ventura resident, §9.644nec te Troia capit. Simul haec effatus ab alto §9.645aethere se misit, spirantis dimovet auras §9.646Ascaniumque petit.
By right all wars to come under the fate shall subside under the race of Assaracus, nor does Troy contain you." As soon as he spoke these words, he cast himself from the high ether, parts the breathing breezes, and seeks Ascanius.
Forma tum vertitur oris §9.647antiquum in Buten; hic Dardanio Anchisae §9.648armiger ante fuit fidusque ad limina custos, §9.649tum comitem Ascanio pater addidit.
Then he changes his facial form into ancient Butes; he formerly was armor-bearer to Dardanian Anchises and a faithful guard at his threshold; then the father had added him as a companion to Ascanius.
Ibat Apollo §9.650omnia longaevo similis, vocemque coloremque §9.651et crinis albos et saeva sonoribus arma, §9.652atque his ardentem dictis adfatur Iulum: §9.653Sit satis, Aenide, telis impune Numanum §9.654oppetiisse tuis; primam hanc tibi magnus, Apollo §9.655concedit laudem et paribus non invidet armis: §9.656cetera parce, puer, bello. Sic orsus Apollo §9.657mortalis medio aspectus sermone reliquit §9.658et procul in tenuem ex oculis evanuit auram.
Apollo went, like the old man in everything, voice, color, white hair, and arms fierce in their sound, and addresses the eager Iulus with these words: "Let it be enough, son of Aeneas, that Numanus has fallen by your weapons without harm to you; this first praise great Apollo grants to you, and envies not your equal arms: for the rest, boy, spare yourself from war." Thus having spoken, Apollo left mortal sight in the midst of his discourse, and vanished from their eyes far away into thin air.
The Dardanian chiefs recognized the god and his divine weapons, and perceived his quiver rattling in his flight.
§9.661Ergo avidum pugnae dictis ac numine Phoebi §9.662Ascanium prohibent, ipsi in certamina rursus §9.663succedunt animasque in aperta pericula mittunt.
Therefore they restrain Ascanius, eager for battle, by the words and authority of Phoebus, and themselves enter the contests again and cast their lives into open dangers.
A clamor goes along the whole walls through the battlements; they bend their eager bows and twist the thongs.