Book+X.420-509


 * Aeneid 10.420-509**


 * Qu****em sic Pallas petit ante precatus:** **420**
 * 'Da nunc, Thybri pater, ferro, quod missile libro,**
 * fortunam atque viam duri per pectus Halaesi.**
 * Haec arma exuviasque viri tua quercus habebit.'**
 * Audiit illa deus; dum texit Imaona Halaesus,**
 * Arcadio infelix telo dat pectus inermum. 425**

Whom Pallas attacks, earlier having entreated thus: "Grant now, father Tiber, my sword, which I balance ready to throw, fortune and the path through the chest of the hard Halaesus. Your oak will have these weapons and spoils of men." The god heard this prayer; while Halaesus covered Imaon, the unfortunate man gave his defenseless chest to the Arcadian spear.


 * At non caede viri tanta perterrita Lausus,**
 * pars ingens belli, sinit agmina: primus Abantem**
 * oppositum interimit, pugnae nodumque moramque.**
 * Sternitur Arcadiae proles, sternuntur Etrusci**
 * et vos, o Grais imperdita corpora, Teucri.** **430**

first he destroys Abas, standing opposite him, both a knot and a hindrance to fight. The offspring of Arcadia was laid low, [and] the Etruscans were slain and you, O Trojans, the bodies not destroyed by the Greeks, [were also slain].
 * But not at the slaughter of this man does Lausus, **
 * a huge part of the war, desert his so thoroughly-frightened men (battle line): **


 * Agmina concurrunt ducibusque et viribus aequis;**
 * extremi addensent acies nec turba moveri**
 * tela manusque sinit. Hinc Pallas instat et urget,**
 * hinc contra Lausus, nec multum discrepat aetas,**
 * egregii forma, sed quis Fortuna negarat** **435**
 * in patriam reditus. Ipsos concurrere passus**
 * haud tamen inter se magni regnator Olympi;**
 * mox illos sua fata manent maiore sub hoste.**


 * The troops come together, and are equal in leaders and powers; **
 * the last [soldiers] thicken the battle lines, and the tumult does not permit **
 * the weapons and (or) the [soldier's] hands to move. Hence Pallas pursues and urges, **
 * hence Lausus opposite. nor does their age differ much, **
 * excellent in form, but Fortune denied them a return trip **
 * to their country. Nevertheless the king of great Olympus **
 * did not allow them to come together in battle; **
 * their fate was waiting for them soon, and at the hand of a greater enemy. **


 * Interea soror alma monet succedere Lauso**
 * Turnum, qui volucri curru medium secat agmen.** **440**
 * Ut vidit socios: 'Tempus desistere pugnae;**
 * solus ego in Pallanta feror, soli mihi Pallas**
 * debetur; cuperem ipse parens spectator adesset.'**
 * Haec ait, et socii cesserunt aequore iusso.**


 * Meanwhile, the loving sister advises advises Lausus to approach Turnus, **
 * who in swift course separates the battle line down the middle. **
 * He (Turnus) said as he saw the allies: "It is time to stop the fighting; **
 * I alone will fight against Pallas, to me alone is Pallas obliged; **
 * I would desire that this one's parent (father) alone were here as a spectator. **
 * He speaks these things, and his allies withdrew from the ordered level plain. **


 * //NOTE: "ordered level plain," i.e. "the distance Turnes required."// **


 * At Rutulum abscessu iuvenis tum iussa superba 445 **
 * miratus stupet in Turno corpusque per ingens**
 * lumina voluit obitque truci procul omnia visu,**
 * talibus et dictis it contra dicta tyranni:**
 * "Aut spoliis ego iam raptis laudabor opimis**
 * aut leto insigni: sorti pater aequus utrique est. 450 **


 * But at the departure of the Rutulians, the young man, then amazed **
 * at the proud orders, gazes in awe at Turnus and moves his eyes **
 * over the huge (mighty) body and surveys everything far off with a wild look, **
 * and with such words he goes against the tyrant's words: **
 * "I will either soon be praised for taking rich spoils, or for a glorious death; **
 * my father is equal to either fate." **


 * Tolle minas.' Fatus medium procedit in aequor;**
 * frigidus Arcadibus coit in praecordia sanguis.**
 * Desiluit Turnus biiugis, pedes apparat ire**
 * comminus; utque leo, specula cum vidit ab alta**
 * stare procul campis meditantem in proelia taurum,** **455**
 * advolat, haud alia est Turni venientis imago.**

Put away [your] threats." He marched into the middle of the of the field; chilled, the blood fathered in their Arcadian hearts.  Turnus jumped down from his chariot, and prepares to go on foot,  hand-to-hand; and as a lion, when he sees a from a high lookout point  that a bull stands afar practicing for a battle,  he flies toward it, hardly otherwise is the image of the impending Turnus.

//(NOTE: Beware of IMPENDING TURNUS)// // **Hunc ubi contiguum missae fore credidit hastae,** // // **ire prior Pallas, si qua fors adiuvet ausum** // // **viribus imparibus, magnumque ita ad aethera fatur:** // // **'Per patris hospitium et mensas, quas advena adisti,** **460** // // **te precor, Alcide, coeptis ingentibus adsis.** // // **Cernat semineci sibi me rapere arma cruenta** // // **victoremque ferant morientia lumina Turni.'** // // ** When he discerned that this man was to be able to be touched with a spear, ** // // ** Pallas went first, if by chance in some way boldness should come to the aid ** // // ** of unequal powers, and he spoke thus to the great sky: ** // // ** "On the account of the hospitality and feasts of my father, to which you came as a guest, ** // // ** I implore you, Hercules, to assist me in my great undertakings. ** //  // ** Let him see me seize the bloody arms from his half-dead [self] ** //  // ** and let the dying eyes of Turnus bear me as victor." ** //

**// NOTE: Or, "... bloody arms from him, half dead, and let..." //** **Audiit Alcides iuvenem magnumque sub imo** **corde premit gemitum lacrimasque effundit inanis.** **465**
 * Tum genitor natum dictis adfatur amicis:**
 * 'Stat sua cuique dies, breve et inreparabile tempus**
 * omnibus est vitae; sed famam extendere factis,**
 * hoc virtutis opus. Troiae sub moenibus altis**
 * tot gnati cecidere deum, quin occidit una** **470**
 * Sarpedon, mea progenies; etiam sua Turnum**
 * fata vocant metasque dati pervenit ad aevi.'**

Hercules heard the youth and gave forth a great groan from the depths of his heart and poured forth useless tears. Then the father addresses the son with friendly worse: "Each man's day is fixed, for everyone's time of life is brief and irretrievable; but to extend your fame by means of actions,  this is the work of courage. Under Troy's high walls  did so many sons of gods fall, in fact together with Sarpedon, my son; even Turnus' fates  call him, having reached the limit in the life span granted to him."

**Sic ait, atque oculos Rutulorum reicit arvis.** **At Pallas magnis emittit viribus hastam** **vaginaque cava fulgentem deripit ensem.** **475** **Illa volans umeri surgunt qua tegmina summa** **incidit, atque viam clipei molita per oras** **tandem etiam magno strinxit de corpore Turni.**

Thus he spoke, and turned his eyes from the Rutulian fields. But Pallas hurled his spear with great strength and snatched his gleaming sword from its sheath. The flying spear strickes those parts [of his (Turnus') armor] which rise covering the highest part of the shoulder, and, forcing its way through the fringes of his shield, it even grazes the great body of Turnus.

**Hic Turnus ferro praefixum robur acuto** **in Pallanta diu librans iacit atque ita fatur:** **480** **'Aspice num mage sit nostrum penetrabile telum.'** **dixerat; at clipeum, tot ferri terga, tot aeris,** **quem pellis totiens obeat circumdata tauri,** **vibranti cuspis medium transuerberat ictu** **loricaeque moras et pectus perforat ingens.** **485**

** This Turnus weighed the pointed oak with the sharp iron [tip] for a long time, ** ** hurled [his own spear] at Pallas, and said thus: ** ** "Watch whether my weapon is able to penetrate more." He had spoken; ** ** but it had pierced through the middle of his shield, with so many coverings of iron, so many of bronze, ** ** which a bull's hide goes around as many times, ** ** and punctures the hinderances of leather [|cuirass] and his mighty chest. **


 * Ille rapit calidum frustra de vulnere telum:**
 * una eademque via sanguis animusque sequuntur.**
 * Corruit in vulnus (sonitum super arma dedere)**
 * et terram hostilem moriens petit ore cruento.**

In vain did he seize the hot spear from his wound: blood and life followed (flowed out) by one and the same path (wound). He fell on his own wound (his arms gave out a clanging sound) and he struck the enemy earth with a bloody mouth.


 * Quem Turnus super adsistens: 490**
 * 'Arcades, haec' inquit 'memores mea dicta referte**
 * Evandro: qualem meruit, Pallanta remitto.**
 * Quisquis honos tumuli, quidquid solamen humandi est,**
 * largior. Haud illi stabunt Aeneia parvo**
 * hospitia.' Et laevo pressit pede talia fatus 495**
 * exanimem rapiens immania pondera baltei**
 * impressumque nefas: una sub nocte iugali**
 * caesa manus iuvenum foede thalamique cruenti,**
 * quae Clonus Eurytides multo caelaverat auro;**
 * quo nunc Turnus ovat spolio gaudetque potitus. 500**

Turnus, standing above him, said: "Pallas, remember to bring back these words of mine to Evander: I send the Arcadian (Pallas) back, such as he has earned.  Whatever the honor there is in a burial mound, whatever consolation there is in burying [him],  I grant. By no means will the hospitality of Aeneas cost little to that man (Pallas).  And having said such things, he presses the lifeless one  with his foot, snatching away the huge weights of his balderic,  and an engraved impiety: on the same wedding night,  a band of youths were slain in crime and the bloody marriage chambers,  which Clonus, son of [|Eurytus], had engraved in much gold;  in which spoils now Turnus exults and, having gained possession, rejoiced.

//NOTE: "By no means... cost little." In other words, "He's going to pay the price for having hosted a feast for Aeneas."// // **Nescia mens hominum fati sortisque futurae** // // **et servare modum rebus sublata secundis!** // // **Turno tempus erit magno cum optaverit emptum** // // **intactum Pallanta, et cum spolia ista diemque** // // **oderit. At socii multo gemitu lacrimisque** **505** // // **impositum scuto referunt Pallanta frequentes.** // //** The mind of men, unaware of fate and future, **// //** and how to keep moderation when lifted with favorable fortunes! **// //** There will be a time for Turnus when he will have wished **// //** Pallas to have been ransomed, untouched, for a great price and when he will hate those spoils **// //** and this day. And his (Pallas') allies crowd around Pallas with many groans **// //** and tears, and they carry him back, lying on his shield. **// // **Dolor atque decus magnum rediture parenti,** // // **haec te prima dies bello dedit, haec eadem aufert,** // // **cum tamen ingentis Rutulorum linquis acervos! 509** // // O the great grief and glory in returning to your parents, // // that day which first gave you to war, the same day took you from it, // // when nevertheless you left behind mighty heaps of dead Rutulians! //