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And thus with lamentation loud
The guardian power invoke:
'Tritonian maiden, name of fear,
Controller of the fray,
O break the Phrygian pirate's spear!
Himself in dust, protectress dear,
Beneath our rampart lay!'
Impatient Turnus, all ablaze,
His manly limbs for fight arrays.
Now mailed with chainwork round his breast,
His legs in golden cuishes dressed,
His head still bare to view,
He flashed in armour's golden pride,
His sword loose hanging from his side,
As down the height he flew;
With fervid heat his spirits glow,
And eager hope forestalls the foe.
As when, his halter snapped, the steed
Darts forth, rejoicing to be freed,
And ranges o'er the open mead,
Keen life in every limb:
Now hies he to the pastured mares,
Now to the well-known river fares,
Where oft he wont to swim:
He tosses high his head, and neighs:
His mane o'er neck and shoulder plays.

And now Camilla at the gates
With Volscian troops his coming waits.
Queen as she was, with graceful speed
She lighted instant from her steed:
Her train the like observance pay,
While, standing, she begins her say:
'Turnus, if valiant lips may boast
What valiant hands can do,