Aen. 10.479Hīc Turnus ferrō praefīxum rōbur acūtō
480in Pallanta diū lībrāns iacit atque ita fātur:
Adspice, num magē sit nostrum penetrābile tēlum.Then Turnus, long poising the oak shaft tipped with sharp iron, hurls it at Pallas and speaks thus: 'See whether our weapon is not more piercing.' Aen. 10.482Dīxerat;He had spoken; Aen. 10.482at clipeum, tot ferrī terga, tot aeris,
quem pellis totiēns obeat circumdata taurī,
vibrantī cuspis medium trānsverberat ictū
485lōrīcaeque morās et pectus perforat ingēns.but the point, with quivering stroke, pierces through the middle of the shield, all those layers of iron, all those of bronze, with the bull's hide wrapped round so many times, and bores through the barrier of the breastplate and the mighty chest. Aen. 10.486Ille rapit calidum frūstrā dē volnere tēlum:
ūnā eādemque viā sanguis animusque sequuntur.He snatches the warm weapon from the wound in vain: by one and the same path blood and life follow. Aen. 10.488Corruit in volnus, sonitum super arma dedēre
et terram hostīlem moriēns petit ōre cruentō.He falls forward on his wound, his armour clashed over him, and dying he strikes the hostile earth with bloody mouth.
Aen. 10.490Quem Turnus super adsistēns,
Arcadēs, haec, inquit, memorēs mea dicta referte
Euandrō;Standing over him, Turnus says: 'Arcadians, remember and carry these words of mine to Evander; Aen. 10.492quālem meruit, Pallanta remittō.I send Pallas back to him such as he deserved. Aen. 10.493Quisquis honōs tumulī, quidquid sōlāmen humandī est,
largior.Whatever honour a tomb gives, whatever comfort there is in burial, I freely grant. Aen. 10.494Haud illī stābunt Aenēia parvō
495hospitia.His hospitality to Aeneas will cost him no small price.' Aen. 10.495Et laevō pressit pede tālia fātus
exanimem, rapiēns immānia pondera balteī
impressumque nefās, ūnā sub nocte iugālī
caesa manus iuvenum foedē thalamīque cruentī,
quae Clonus Eurytidēs multō caelāverat aurō;And having spoken so, he pressed the lifeless body with his left foot, tearing away the huge weight of the sword-belt with a crime engraved on it: a band of young men foully slain on a single wedding night, and bloody bridal chambers, which Clonus son of Eurytus had chased in much gold; Aen. 10.500quō nunc Turnus ovat spoliō gaudetque potītus.in this spoil Turnus now exults and rejoices to have won it.
Aen. 10.501Nescia mēns hominum fātī sortisque futūrae
et servāre modum, rēbus sublāta secundīs!O mind of men, ignorant of fate and future lot, and of how to keep measure when lifted up by prosperity! Aen. 10.503Turnō tempus erit, magnō cum optāverit ēmptum
intāctum Pallanta et cum spolia ista diemque
505ōderit.A time will come for Turnus when he will wish he had bought Pallas untouched at a great price, and when he will hate those spoils and that day. Aen. 10.505At sociī multō gemitū lacrimīsque
impositum scūtō referunt Pallanta frequentēs.But his comrades, crowding round with many groans and tears, carry Pallas back laid on his shield. Aen. 10.507Ō dolor atque decus magnum reditūre parentī
haec tē prīma diēs bellō dedit, haec eadem aufert,
cum tamen ingentīs Rutulōrum linquis acervōs.O grief and great glory, you who will return to your father, this first day gave you to war, this same day takes you away, though you leave behind huge heaps of Rutulians.