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3001   10, 1161|         And drench’d th’ imbroider’d coat his mother wove;~
3002   10, 1166|                           He griev’d; he wept; the sight an image
3003   10, 1168|                       Then stretch’d his hand to hold him up,
3004   10, 1173|                            Untouch’d thy arms, untaken be thy
3005   10, 1174|                 And all that pleas’d thee living, still remain~
3006   10, 1184|         locks, and blood that well’d from out the wound.~
3007   10, 1186|                           And wash’d his wounds by Tiber’s yellow
3008   10, 1187|                            Oppress’d with anguish, panting, and
3009   10, 1190|           heavier arms lay scatter’d on the plain:~
3010   10, 1195|                   Careful, concern’d his danger to prevent,~
3011   10, 1196|                     He much enquir’d, and many a message sent~
3012   10, 1199|            broad shield still gush’d the yawning wound,~
3013   10, 1201|         their cries, far off divin’d~
3014   10, 1210|              And am I then preserv’d, and art thou lost?~
3015   10, 1215|    blackness blotted thy unblemish’d name.~
3016   10, 1216|                               Chas’d from a throne, abandon’d,
3017   10, 1216|           d from a throne, abandon’d, and exil’d~
3018   10, 1216|        throne, abandon’d, and exil’d~
3019   10, 1218|                               I ow’d my people these, and, from
3020   10, 1222|           long.” With that he rais’d from ground~
3021   10, 1223|       fainting limbs, that stagger’d with his wound;~
3022   10, 1224|            Yet, with a mind resolv’d, and unappall’d~
3023   10, 1224|        mind resolv’d, and unappall’d~
3024   10, 1225|       perils, for his courser call’d;~
3025   10, 1226|                         Well-mouth’d, well-manag’d, whom himself
3026   10, 1226|           Well-mouth’d, well-manag’d, whom himself did dress~
3027   10, 1230|                     The steed seem’d sensible, while thus he
3028   10, 1231|             O Rhoebus, we have liv’d too long for me—~
3029   10, 1236|                        For murther’d Lausus, on his cruel foe;~
3030   10, 1238|         conquest, with thy conquer’d master die:~
3031   10, 1243|           lins; on his head he lac’d~
3032   10, 1244|            which terribly was grac’d~
3033   10, 1246|                         Then spurr’d his thund’ring steed amidst
3034   10, 1249|          his lab’ring soul oppress’d,~
3035   10, 1250|                               Roll’d in his eyes, and rag’d within
3036   10, 1250|        Roll’d in his eyes, and rag’d within his breast.~
3037   10, 1251|                  Then loud he call’d AEneas thrice by name:~
3038   10, 1255|          spoke no more; but hasten’d, void of fear,~
3039   10, 1256|                       And threaten’d with his long protended
3040   10, 1260|           wretched sire is murther’d in the son.~
3041   10, 1268|            and thrice AEneas wheel’d,~
3042   10, 1269|                               Turn’d as he turn’d: the golden
3043   10, 1269|                  Turn’d as he turn’d: the golden orb withstood~
3044   10, 1274|                                Urg’d and o’er-labor’d in unequal
3045   10, 1274|               Urg’d and o’er-labor’d in unequal fight;~
3046   10, 1275|                   At length resolv’d, he throws with all his
3047   10, 1277|           where the stroke was aim’d, th’ unerring spear~
3048   10, 1278|            way, and stood transfix’d thro’ either ear.~
3049   10, 1279|                               Seiz’d with unwonted pain, surpris’
3050   10, 1279|        with unwonted pain, surpris’d with fright,~
3051   10, 1280|           steed curvets, and, rais’d upright,~
3052   10, 1286|                His lord’s incumber’d shoulder overlaid.~
3053   10, 1289|             AEneas, hast’ning, wav’d his fatal sword~
3054   10, 1294|                With scarce recover’d sight he thus replies:~
3055   10, 1300|                        As I had us’d my fortune, use thou thine.~
3056   10, 1304|             If pity can to conquer’d foes be due:~
3057   10, 1310|                And lay my much-lov’d Lausus by my side.”~
3058   10, 1312|         The crimson stream distain’d his arms around,~
3059   11, Arg |        signalizes herself; is kill’d; and the Latine troops are
3060   11, 1   |          had the rosy Morning rais’d her head~
3061   11, 5   |            first to Heav’n perform’d a victor’s vows:~
3062   11, 6   |                             He bar’d an ancient oak of all her
3063   11, 7   |           ground the trunk he plac’d,~
3064   11, 8   |            of his dead foe he grac’d.~
3065   11, 11  |          hung on high, and glitter’d from afar,~
3066   11, 13  |                Above his arms, fix’d on the leafless wood,~
3067   11, 14  |                             Appear’d his plumy crest, besmear’
3068   11, 14  |           his plumy crest, besmear’d with blood:~
3069   11, 16  |               Truncheons of shiver’d lances hung between;~
3070   11, 17  |            placed his corslet, bor’d;~
3071   11, 21  |       toils, my friends, are crown’d with sure success;~
3072   11, 22  |           The greater part perform’d, achieve the less.~
3073   11, 29  |                             Prepar’d in arms, pursue your happy
3074   11, 30  |                   That none unwarn’d may plead his ignorance,~
3075   11, 37  |                       That conquer’d earth be theirs, for which
3076   11, 45  |                      Acoetes watch’d the corpse; whose youth
3077   11, 45  |         corpse; whose youth deserv’d~
3078   11, 46  |            and now the son he serv’d~
3079   11, 49  |             A troop of Trojans mix’d with these appear,~
3080   11, 50  |     mourning matrons with dishevel’d hair.~
3081   11, 54  |              But, when AEneas view’d the grisly wound~
3082   11, 56  |         And the fair flesh distain’d with purple gore;~
3083   11, 58  |                             Deplor’d so sad a sight, then thus
3084   11, 60  |          my full wishes, she refus’d the best!~
3085   11, 63  |                          She grudg’d thy safe return, the triumphs
3086   11, 65  |                  Not thus I promis’d, when thy father lent~
3087   11, 67  |                             Embrac’d me, parting for th’ Etrurian
3088   11, 69  |                            He warn’d, and from his own experience
3089   11, 70  |            were warlike, disciplin’d, and bold.~
3090   11, 82  |            son whose death disgrac’d his ancestry;~
3091   11, 83  |             old man, however griev’d:~
3092   11, 84  |          no dishonest wound receiv’d.~
3093   11, 86  |                 Thou hadst not liv’d to see his shameful fate:~
3094   11, 89  |                  Thus having mourn’d, he gave the word around,~
3095   11, 98  |                              Strew’d leaves and funeral greens
3096   11, 100 |                          New cropp’d by virgin hands, to dress
3097   11, 104 |        woven, and with gold emboss’d,~
3098   11, 107 |                     One vest array’d the corpse; and one they
3099   11, 108 |                      O’er his clos’d eyes, and wrapp’d around
3100   11, 108 |         his clos’d eyes, and wrapp’d around his head,~
3101   11, 115 |                       Then, pinion’d with their hands behind,
3102   11, 121 |          And fair inscriptions fix’d, and titles read~
3103   11, 122 |          Of Latian leaders conquer’d by the dead.~
3104   11, 125 |           ry pace, in sorrow drown’d,~
3105   11, 130 |                            Besmear’d with hostile blood, and
3106   11, 133 |                             Stripp’d of his trappings, with a
3107   11, 136 |            behind: the victor seiz’d the rest.~
3108   11, 141 |            In long procession rank’d, the pious chief~
3109   11, 142 |                              Stopp’d in the rear, and gave a
3110   11, 147 |           but, inly thro’ he mourn’d,~
3111   11, 148 |                           Restrain’d his tears, and to the camp
3112   11, 148 |             and to the camp return’d.~
3113   11, 154 |                         To conquer’d foes that in fair battle
3114   11, 157 |                   A king, they hop’d, would hear a king’s request,~
3115   11, 158 |         Whose son he once was call’d, and once his guest.~
3116   11, 162 |      causeless quarrels has involv’d your state,~
3117   11, 163 |                            And arm’d against an unoffending man,~
3118   11, 170 |                         My proffer’d friendship, and my promis’
3119   11, 170 |          friendship, and my promis’d bride;~
3120   11, 181 |         said—th’ embassadors, amaz’d,~
3121   11, 182 |       while, and on each other gaz’d.~
3122   11, 183 |            their chief, who harbor’d in his breast~
3123   11, 184 |         Turnus, as his foe profess’d,~
3124   11, 193 |                            If wish’d success our labor shall
3125   11, 200 |                   The rest impower’d, that soon a truce is made.~
3126   11, 201 |         Twelve days the term allow’d: and, during those,~
3127   11, 203 |                                Mix’d in the woods, for fun’ral
3128   11, 216 |             The fields are lighten’d with a fiery blaze,~
3129   11, 221 |                      And their mix’d mourning rends the vaulted
3130   11, 222 |                   The town is fill’d with tumult and with tears,~
3131   11, 225 |                    With a disorder’d pace, and cleaves the throng;~
3132   11, 230 |           O Pallas! thou hast fail’d thy plighted word,~
3133   11, 232 |                             I warn’d thee, but in vain; for well
3134   11, 243 |       dregs of life by fate assign’d!~
3135   11, 245 |            late set out, but reach’d too soon.~
3136   11, 248 |                             Deserv’d from them,) then I had been
3137   11, 248 |             then I had been return’d~
3138   11, 249 |       victor, and my son had mourn’d.~
3139   11, 253 |          own crime, for having liv’d too long.~
3140   11, 254 |          since the gods had destin’d him to die,~
3141   11, 257 |           whole herds of slaughter’d foes before;~
3142   11, 261 |            Phrygian friends design’d,~
3143   11, 262 |        Tuscan chiefs and army join’d.~
3144   11, 263 |          spoils and trophies, gain’d by thee, they bear:~
3145   11, 266 |       mighty trunk had better grac’d the wood,~
3146   11, 267 |                If Pallas had arriv’d, with equal length~
3147   11, 281 |           The morn had now dispell’d the shades of night,~
3148   11, 282 |   Restoring toils, when she restor’d the light.~
3149   11, 287 |            light of heav’n is chok’d, and the new day retires.~
3150   11, 289 |          ancient custom had ordain’d it so);~
3151   11, 296 |                 Helms, bits emboss’d, and swords of shining steel;~
3152   11, 300 |               Their bucklers pierc’d, their darts bestow’d in
3153   11, 300 |        pierc’d, their darts bestow’d in vain,~
3154   11, 301 |                         And shiver’d lances gather’d from the
3155   11, 301 |         And shiver’d lances gather’d from the plain.~
3156   11, 302 |               Whole herds of offer’d bulls, about the fire,~
3157   11, 308 |                        The conquer’d Latians, with like pious
3158   11, 311 |          neighb’ring fields convey’d.~
3159   11, 314 |                  The rest, unhonor’d, and without a name,~
3160   11, 319 |           the morning thrice renew’d the light,~
3161   11, 320 |                 And thrice dispell’d the shadows of the night,~
3162   11, 324 |        These, and the bones unburn’d, in earth bestow;~
3163   11, 334 |                      A crown usurp’d, which with their blood
3164   11, 350 |                    And care employ’d, their embassy is lost;~
3165   11, 351 |                That Diomedes refus’d his aid in war,~
3166   11, 352 |                              Unmov’d with presents, and as deaf
3167   11, 359 |           The gods, he saw, espous’d the juster side,~
3168   11, 366 |     Supreme in pow’r, and reverenc’d for his years,~
3169   11, 371 |                           Was hush’d, and sacred silence reign’
3170   11, 371 |           and sacred silence reign’d around.~
3171   11, 372 |           have,” said he, “perform’d your high command,~
3172   11, 373 |                           And pass’d with peril a long tract
3173   11, 374 |                           We reach’d the place desir’d; with
3174   11, 374 |            reach’d the place desir’d; with wonder fill’d,~
3175   11, 374 |          desir’d; with wonder fill’d,~
3176   11, 376 |          Great Diomede has compass’d round with walls~
3177   11, 378 |             From his own Argos nam’d. We touch’d, with joy,~
3178   11, 378 |          own Argos nam’d. We touch’d, with joy,~
3179   11, 379 |            The royal hand that raz’d unhappy Troy.~
3180   11, 380 |                      When introduc’d, our presents first we bring,~
3181   11, 382 |                   His leave obtain’d, our native soil we name,~
3182   11, 387 |                             Renown’d for peace, and for an age
3183   11, 388 |        What madness has your alter’d minds possess’d,~
3184   11, 388 |         your alter’d minds possess’d,~
3185   11, 391 |          ill your ancestors abhorr’d?~
3186   11, 396 |                 Not one but suffer’d, and too dearly bought~
3187   11, 398 |                          Some doom’d to death, and some in exile
3188   11, 399 |                  Outcasts, abandon’d by the care of Heav’n;~
3189   11, 400 |             so wretched, so despis’d a crew,~
3190   11, 402 |            vessels by Minerva toss’d~
3191   11, 405 |        armies to revenge his injur’d bed,~
3192   11, 409 |                             Restor’d to scepters, and expell’
3193   11, 409 |            to scepters, and expell’d again?~
3194   11, 412 |            Greeks, and most renown’d by fame,~
3195   11, 418 |                        My much lov’d country, and my more lov’
3196   11, 418 |           country, and my more lov’d wife:~
3197   11, 419 |                             Banish’d from both, I mourn; while
3198   11, 420 |                          Transform’d to birds, my lost companions
3199   11, 425 |                I might have promis’d to myself those harms,~
3200   11, 427 |                             Presum’d against immortal pow’rs
3201   11, 430 |            remains with me to ruin’d Troy.~
3202   11, 436 |            force his lance he toss’d!~
3203   11, 439 |                    Had Troy produc’d two more his match in might,~
3204   11, 440 |              They would have chang’d the fortune of the fight:~
3205   11, 441 |         the Greeks had been return’d,~
3206   11, 442 |        wasted, and our cities burn’d.~
3207   11, 444 |    protracted, and the siege delay’d,~
3208   11, 448 |       reverence to the gods excell’d.~
3209   11, 452 |                              Refus’d th’ alliance, and advis’
3210   11, 452 |            th’ alliance, and advis’d a truce.”~
3211   11, 454 |              A jarring murmur fill’d the factious court:~
3212   11, 457 |               The flood, constrain’d within a scanty space,~
3213   11, 461 |                    The murmur ceas’d: then from his lofty throne~
3214   11, 462 |                     The king invok’d the gods, and thus begun:~
3215   11, 464 |                    Had been resolv’d before it was too late.~
3216   11, 466 |                             Unforc’d by this our last necessity,~
3217   11, 471 |            n’s own race; unconquer’d in the field,~
3218   11, 472 |                        Or, conquer’d, yet unknowing how to yield.~
3219   11, 477 |                           Vanquish’d without resource; laid flat
3220   11, 479 |           I grant that all perform’d their parts~
3221   11, 481 |            strength the war we wag’d;~
3222   11, 482 |         numbers, equal arms, engag’d.~
3223   11, 485 |            the Latins have possess’d~
3224   11, 488 |                      And their mix’d cattle graze the fruitful
3225   11, 489 |               Those mountains fill’d with firs, that lower land,~
3226   11, 491 |                               Call’d into part of what is ours;
3227   11, 504 |                Shall be commission’d hence with ample pow’rs,~
3228   11, 505 |                   With olive crown’d: the presents they shall
3229   11, 510 |           took the word, who grudg’d, long since,~
3230   11, 513 |    cautious in the field, he shunn’d the sword;~
3231   11, 545 |          his force, he must be woo’d;~
3232   11, 581 |       words, so full of malice mix’d with art,~
3233   11, 582 |                             Inflam’d with rage the youthful hero’
3234   11, 584 |                            He heav’d for wind, and thus his wrath
3235   11, 584 |         and thus his wrath express’d:~
3236   11, 594 |                          Has cover’d with more corps the sanguine
3237   11, 602 |      beaten from the field? I forc’d away?~
3238   11, 605 |                        Had witness’d for me what his tongue denies:~
3239   11, 607 |         how the bloody Tiber swell’d the main.~
3240   11, 609 |                         In scatter’d squadrons, and their prince
3241   11, 611 |                     I was not forc’d with ease to quit my ground.~
3242   11, 612 |     Trojans tried me, when, inclos’d,~
3243   11, 613 |            their united arms oppos’d:~
3244   11, 614 |                         First forc’d an entrance thro’ their
3245   11, 620 |        strength of a twice-conquer’d race;~
3246   11, 645 |                            Who dar’d his death with an undaunted
3247   11, 647 |            sight, and, dying, gnaw’d the ground.~
3248   11, 652 |                 Their losses equal’d ours; and, for their slain,~
3249   11, 653 |         With equal fires they fill’d the shining plain;~
3250   11, 654 |                   Why thus, unforc’d, should we so tamely yield,~
3251   11, 658 |                         Some, rais’d aloft, come tumbling down
3252   11, 665 |    subjects have your cause embrac’d~
3253   11, 672 |     consent, he shall not be refus’d,~
3254   11, 673 |        find a hand to victory unus’d.~
3255   11, 710 |                  And with disorder’d haste the rampires crown.~
3256   11, 713 |                            Dismiss’d the council till a fitter
3257   11, 714 |                            And own’d his easy temper as his crime,~
3258   11, 715 |                          Who, forc’d against his reason, had
3259   11, 716 |          the treaty for the promis’d bride.~
3260   11, 734 |                        Well-temper’d steel and scaly brass invest:~
3261   11, 736 |           Are mingled metal damask’d o’er with gold.~
3262   11, 763 |             Then, I alone, sustain’d by these, will meet~
3263   11, 768 |           on the fierce virago fix’d his eyes;~
3264   11, 769 |                   Then thus return’d: “O grace of Italy,~
3265   11, 772 |           is by thy praise oppress’d.~
3266   11, 775 |           not in stratagem unskill’d,~
3267   11, 789 |                  All thus encourag’d, his own troops he joins,~
3268   11, 791 |                             Inclos’d with hills, a winding valley
3269   11, 792 |                     By nature form’d for fraud, and fitted for
3270   11, 804 |                            Possess’d the pass, and in blind ambush
3271   11, 807 |                           And call’d the light-foot Opis to her
3272   11, 808 |                     Her most belov’d and ever-trusty maid;~
3273   11, 811 |                   The nymphs I lov’d of all my mortal train,~
3274   11, 815 |          father Metabus, when forc’d away~
3275   11, 817 |                             Snatch’d up, and sav’d from his prevailing
3276   11, 817 |               Snatch’d up, and sav’d from his prevailing foes,~
3277   11, 819 |           her mother; but he drown’d~
3278   11, 821 |                           And call’d Camilla. Thro’ the woods
3279   11, 822 |                              Wrapp’d in his robe the royal infant
3280   11, 827 |                               Rais’d o’er the borders with unusual
3281   11, 828 |                             Prepar’d to plunge into the stream,
3282   11, 832 |          knotty lance of well-boil’d oak he bore;~
3283   11, 833 |            part with cork he cover’d o’er:~
3284   11, 834 |                            He clos’d the child within the hollow
3285   11, 836 |                          Then pois’d the spear, heavy with human
3286   11, 837 |                     And thus invok’d my favor for the freight:~
3287   11, 844 |                        Then, press’d by foes, he stemm’d the
3288   11, 844 |          press’d by foes, he stemm’d the stormy tide,~
3289   11, 845 |                           And gain’d, by stress of arms, the
3290   11, 846 |                         His fasten’d spear he pull’d from out
3291   11, 846 |         His fasten’d spear he pull’d from out the ground,~
3292   11, 853 |                           He shunn’d the dire society of men.~
3293   11, 857 |          her lips the liquor press’d.~
3294   11, 865 |         back and shoulders, fasten’d to her head.~
3295   11, 867 |            her tender temples toss’d the sling;~
3296   11, 868 |        strength with years increas’d, began~
3297   11, 874 |          The sylvan shades and vow’d virginity.~
3298   11, 878 |                          And shunn’d the fate that dooms her
3299   11, 887 |          Let him not pass unpunish’d from the plain.~
3300   11, 890 |                            Unspoil’d shall be her arms, and unprofan’
3301   11, 890 |          be her arms, and unprofan’d~
3302   11, 902 |                              Oppos’d to these, come on with furious
3303   11, 904 |             These in the body plac’d, on either hand~
3304   11, 905 |                            Sustain’d and clos’d by fair Camilla’
3305   11, 905 |                 Sustain’d and clos’d by fair Camilla’s band.~
3306   11, 916 |                   Meet first oppos’d; and, with a mighty shock,~
3307   11, 926 |                         Till, seiz’d, with shame, they wheel
3308   11, 934 |                             Repuls’d from upper ground, and seek
3309   11, 936 |          sand and stones they spew’d before.~
3310   11, 938 |      Latins, in their turn, repell’d.~
3311   11, 939 |                              Asham’d at length, to the third
3312   11, 940 |                  Both hosts resolv’d, and mingled man to man.~
3313   11, 941 |        heard; the fields are strow’d~
3314   11, 944 |                             Confus’d the fight, and more confus’
3315   11, 944 |         the fight, and more confus’d the cry.~
3316   11, 951 |                     Catillus pierc’d Iolas first; then drew~
3317   11, 954 |          His neck and throat unarm’d, his head was bare,~
3318   11, 956 |           Secure, he fought, expos’d on ev’ry part,~
3319   11, 958 |         shoulders came the feather’d wound;~
3320   11, 959 |                           Transfix’d he fell, and doubled to
3321   11, 963 |                 In danger unappall’d, and pleas’d with blood.~
3322   11, 963 |       danger unappall’d, and pleas’d with blood.~
3323   11, 965 |           her painted quiver press’d.~
3324   11, 969 |            when, too closely press’d, she quits the ground,~
3325   11, 975 |                           So march’d the Tracian Amazons of old,~
3326   11, 976 |           with bloody billows roll’d:~
3327   11, 981 |                  With such, return’d triumphant from the war,~
3328   11, 988 |            side to side transpierc’d:~
3329   11, 990 |                               Bath’d in his blood he lies, and
3330   11, 992 |         The former, as the slacken’d reins he drew~
3331   11, 993 |          the latter, as he stretch’d~
3332   11, 994 |          friend, the jav’lin reach’d.~
3333   11, 1008|          for his cheeks, and grinn’d around his head,~
3334   11, 1009|                          He clench’d within his hand an iron
3335   11, 1010|                          And tower’d above the rest, conspicuous
3336   11, 1034|                           Astonish’d Aunus just arrives by chance,~
3337   11, 1039|          least while fortune favor’d his deceit,)~
3338   11, 1062|               That soon she strain’d beyond his horse’s head:~
3339   11, 1063|            short, at once she seiz’d the rein,~
3340   11, 1072|          him to redeem th’ abandon’d plain.~
3341   11, 1077|           What panic fear has seiz’d your souls? O shame,~
3342   11, 1091|         The first he found he seiz’d with headlong haste,~
3343   11, 1092|            strong gripe, and clasp’d around the waist;~
3344   11, 1098|                              Press’d in his arms the pond’rous
3345   11, 1099|             Then, with his shorten’d spear, explores around~
3346   11, 1109|            hawk; and, tho’ oppress’d,~
3347   11, 1111|                               Turn’d to her foe, she stiffens
3348   11, 1118|              Strong Tarchon snatch’d and bore away his prize.~
3349   11, 1121|                   Then Aruns, doom’d to death, his arts assay’
3350   11, 1121|           to death, his arts assay’d,~
3351   11, 1133|             Was by the virgin view’d. The steed he press’d~
3352   11, 1133|         view’d. The steed he press’d~
3353   11, 1135|          of gilded brass was cover’d o’er;~
3354   11, 1137|         With deadly wounds he gall’d the distant foe;~
3355   11, 1141|                         Gold, weav’d with linen, on his thighs
3356   11, 1142|          of needlework distinguish’d o’er,~
3357   11, 1143|          buckles bound, and gather’d up before.~
3358   11, 1152|            first to Heav’n address’d his vows:~
3359   11, 1156|                           Are fell’d for thee, and to thy glory
3360   11, 1158|                Thro’ flames unsing’d we march, and tread the
3361   11, 1166|           winds the rest, and toss’d in empty air.~
3362   11, 1167|           He gives the death desir’d; his safe return~
3363   11, 1169|             when the jav’lin whizz’d along the skies,~
3364   11, 1170|        Both armies on Camilla turn’d their eyes,~
3365   11, 1172|       unhappy virgin, tho’ concern’d the most,~
3366   11, 1176|                              Infix’d, and deeply drunk the purple
3367   11, 1180|     beating heart, and fear confus’d with joys;~
3368   11, 1184|              At unawares, or ranch’d a shepherd’s side,~
3369   11, 1189|                         She wrench’d the jav’lin with her dying
3370   11, 1190|                           But wedg’d within her breast the weapon
3371   11, 1204|                    Dying, her open’d hand forsakes the rein;~
3372   11, 1212|      Despair and rage the languish’d fight renew’d.~
3373   11, 1212|         the languish’d fight renew’d.~
3374   11, 1214|         Advance to charge; the mix’d Arcadians join.~
3375   11, 1217|                              Unmov’d a while, till, prostrate
3376   11, 1224|                    Nor aught avail’d, in this unhappy strife,~
3377   11, 1226|                       Yet unreveng’d thy goddess will not leave~
3378   11, 1228|             and be his name abhorr’d;~
3379   11, 1242|                              Charg’d with my message, to Camilla
3380   11, 1244|                  An honor undeserv’d from Cynthia’s bow.”~
3381   11, 1246|            winged shaft, predestin’d for the deed;~
3382   11, 1248|         far distant horns approach’d on either side.~
3383   11, 1249|                The bowstring touch’d her breast, so strong she
3384   11, 1258|                     And, unsustain’d, the chiefs of Turnus yield.~
3385   11, 1261|                             Confus’d in flight, they bear each
3386   11, 1263|          and to their fears resign’d,~
3387   11, 1266|         shoulders bear the slacken’d bow.~
3388   11, 1270|                And o’er the darken’d walls and rampires fly.~
3389   11, 1274|                          Are crush’d in crowds, a mingled multitude.~
3390   11, 1281|                       The vanquish’d cry; the victors loudly
3391   11, 1286|                                Arm’d on the tow’rs, the common
3392   11, 1287|       their country’s cause inspir’d;~
3393   11, 1288|        Camilla’s great example fir’d.~
3394   11, 1289|                     Poles, sharpen’d in the flames, from high
3395   11, 1293|         Meantime to Turnus, ambush’d in the shade,~
3396   11, 1295|           overthrown, Camilla kill’d;~
3397   11, 1299|                             Inflam’d with rage, (for so the Furies
3398   11, 1302|                            Possess’d, and downward issues on
3399   11, 1315|        hosts in bloody battle join’d;~
3400   11, 1316|          to the sea the sun declin’d.~
3401   11, 1317|                           Intrench’d before the town both armies
3402   12, Arg |             He is miraculously cur’d by Venus, forces Turnus
3403   12, 2   |            and their courage quell’d,~
3404   12, 4   |                 His honor question’d for the promis’d fight;~
3405   12, 4   |          question’d for the promis’d fight;~
3406   12, 5   |           with vulgar hate oppress’d,~
3407   12, 6   |             The more his fury boil’d within his breast:~
3408   12, 7   |                            He rous’d his vigor for the last debate,~
3409   12, 8   |                           And rais’d his haughty soul to meet
3410   12, 18  |                 At length approach’d the king, and thus began:~
3411   12, 20  |                     In arms prepar’d to combat, hand to hand,~
3412   12, 26  |              The Latians unconcern’d shall see the fight;~
3413   12, 37  |                           And stor’d with blooming beauties is
3414   12, 46  |        augurs, in prediction skill’d,~
3415   12, 47  |      priests, a foreign son reveal’d.~
3416   12, 49  |                               Brib’d by my kindness to my kindred
3417   12, 50  |                                Urg’d by my wife, who would not
3418   12, 51  |                           I promis’d my Lavinia for your bride:~
3419   12, 54  |              On your account I wag’d an impious war—~
3420   12, 57  |                     Twice vanquish’d while in bloody fields we
3421   12, 62  |                     Still unresolv’d, and still a slave to fate?~
3422   12, 68  |       curse the cause which hasten’d to his end~
3423   12, 72  |           Such balmy words he pour’d, but all in vain:~
3424   12, 73  |                        The proffer’d med’cine but provok’d the
3425   12, 73  |      proffer’d med’cine but provok’d the pain.~
3426   12, 84  |            now the queen, who fear’d for Turnus’ life,~
3427   12, 85  |                          And loath’d the hard conditions of the
3428   12, 99  |                              Usurp’d by strangers or a Trojan
3429   12, 107 |                   Or lilies damask’d by the neighb’ring rose.~
3430   12, 108 |                      The lover gaz’d, and, burning with desire,~
3431   12, 109 |                   The more he look’d, the more he fed the fire:~
3432   12, 116 |                             Resolv’d on fight, I am no longer
3433   12, 133 |           winds in fleetness match’d their flight.~
3434   12, 137 |                          He sheath’d his limbs in arms; a temper’
3435   12, 137 |            limbs in arms; a temper’d mass~
3436   12, 142 |                That fauchion labor’d for the hero’s sire;~
3437   12, 143 |       keenness on the blade bestow’d,~
3438   12, 144 |                          And plung’d it hissing in the Stygian
3439   12, 145 |                              Propp’d on a pillar, which the ceiling
3440   12, 146 |                           Was plac’d the lance Auruncan Actor
3441   12, 147 |        with such force he brandish’d in his hand,~
3442   12, 150 |           never yet by Turnus toss’d in vain,~
3443   12, 155 |                              Dragg’d in the dust, his frizzled
3444   12, 156 |         the vexing ir’n, and smear’d with fragrant oil!”~
3445   12, 159 |          fares the bull in his lov’d female’s sight:~
3446   12, 170 |             What Heav’n had promis’d, and expounds the fates.~
3447   12, 176 |            flaming nostrils breath’d the day;~
3448   12, 178 |             In friendly labor join’d, the list prepar’d.~
3449   12, 178 |            join’d, the list prepar’d.~
3450   12, 187 |              The Latin legion, arm’d with pointed spears;~
3451   12, 191 |         they seem, in peace prepar’d for fight.~
3452   12, 203 |           and houses’ tops are lin’d.~
3453   12, 205 |                  With eyes unpleas’d, from Mount Albano’s height~
3454   12, 206 |                         Since call’d Albano by succeeding fame,~
3455   12, 208 |                  She thence survey’d the field, the Trojan pow’
3456   12, 213 |        lust of lawless Jove betray’d:~
3457   12, 214 |                           Compress’d by force, but, by the grateful
3458   12, 217 |                      O most renown’d, and most belov’d by me,~
3459   12, 217 |           renown’d, and most belov’d by me,~
3460   12, 222 |              To thee alone I grudg’d not his embrace,~
3461   12, 226 |                While fortune favor’d, nor Heav’n’s King denied~
3462   12, 228 |                              I sav’d thy brother, and the sinking
3463   12, 230 |        with gods averse, o’ermatch’d in might,~
3464   12, 235 |          nymph, with grief oppress’d,~
3465   12, 238 |           him, if he can be snatch’d from fate:~
3466   12, 255 |                              Adorn’d in white, a rev’rend priest
3467   12, 257 |           a lamb that never suffer’d shears.~
3468   12, 259 |          strews the beasts, design’d for sacrifice,~
3469   12, 264 |               AEneas then unsheath’d his shining sword,~
3470   12, 265 |        pious pray’rs the gods ador’d:~
3471   12, 267 |           For which I have sustain’d so long a toil,~
3472   12, 269 |       Propitious now, and reconcil’d by pray’r;~
3473   12, 283 |         Both equal, both unconquer’d shall remain,~
3474   12, 284 |                               Join’d in their laws, their lands,
3475   12, 309 |                               Hurl’d down, and hissing in the
3476   12, 314 |           By the keen ax, dishonor’d of its hair,~
3477   12, 315 |                            And cas’d in brass, for Latian kings
3478   12, 318 |                   All dues perform’d which holy rites require;~
3479   12, 321 |                  And to the fatten’d flames in chargers borne.~
3480   12, 323 |                          O’ermatch’d in arms, before the fight
3481   12, 324 |           rising fears are whisper’d thro’ the crowd;~
3482   12, 334 |           he mutters undistinguish’d pray’rs,~
3483   12, 336 |         pleasure when Juturna view’d~
3484   12, 339 |            minds for change prepar’d;~
3485   12, 344 |                    His shape assum’d, amid the ranks she ran,~
3486   12, 347 |                       Of one expos’d for all, in single fight?~
3487   12, 360 |         your fighting fathers gain’d,~
3488   12, 361 |            their lazy sons sustain’d.”~
3489   12, 364 |           troops, and Latians, tir’d~
3490   12, 365 |         seem with new souls inspir’d:~
3491   12, 377 |            his strong talons truss’d a silver swan.~
3492   12, 385 |               Nor can th’ incumber’d bird sustain their force;~
3493   12, 386 |                            But vex’d, not vanquish’d, drops the
3494   12, 386 |            But vex’d, not vanquish’d, drops the pond’rous prey,~
3495   12, 387 |                       And, lighten’d of his burthen, wings his
3496   12, 390 |          Then King Tolumnius, vers’d in augurs’ arts,~
3497   12, 392 |         granted, what I long desir’d!~
3498   12, 393 |            my frequent vows requir’d.~
3499   12, 398 |            him, they shall be forc’d to sea~
3500   12, 403 |                               Pois’d in his lifted arm, his lance