Aeneid
Virgil
Vergil. The Aeneid of Virgil. Williams, Theodore, C, translator. Boston: Houghton Mifflin, 1910.
- Now, from Tithonus' saffron couch set free,
- Aurora over many a land outpoured
- the rising morn; the sun's advancing beam
- unveiled the world; and Turnus to his host
- gave signal to stand forth, while he arrayed
- himself in glorious arms. Then every chief
- awoke his mail-clad company, and stirred
- their slumbering wrath with tidings from the foe.
- Tumultuously shouting, they impaled
- on lifted spears—O pitiable sight! —
- the heads of Nisus and Euryalus.
- Th' undaunted Trojans stood in battle-line
- along the wall to leftward (for the right
- the river-front defended) keeping guard
- on the broad moat; upon the ramparts high
- sad-eyed they stood, and shuddered as they saw
- the hero-faces thrust aloft; too well
- their loyal grief the blood-stained features knew.