daring without rashness, and prudent without timidity. In that dreadful night, when Troy was delivered up to her hostile Gods, he per|formed every duty of a Soldier, a Patriot, and a Son.
Moriamur & in media arma ruamus.Una salus victis, nullam sperare salutem* 1.1.
Iliaci cineres, & flamma extrema meorum,Testor, in occasu vestro, nec tela, nec ullasVitavisse vices Danaûm; &, si fata fuissentUt caderem, meruisse manu* 1.2.To quote other proofs of the same nature, would be to copy the six last books of the Aeneid. I cannot, however, forbear mentioning the calm and superior intrepidity of the Hero, when, after the perfidy of the Rutuli, and his wound, he rushed again to the field, and restored Vic|tory by his presence alone.
Ipse neque aversos dignatur sternere morti;Nec pede congressos aequo, nec tela ferentesInsequitur: solum densa in caligine TurnumVestigat lustrans, solum in certamina poscit* 1.3.At length, indignant that his victim has escap|ed him, his contempt gives way to fury:
Jam tandem invadit medios, & Marte secundoTerribilis, saevam nullo discrimine caedemSuscitat, irarumque omnes effundit habenas* 1.4.