Aen. 10.653Forte ratis celsī coniūncta crepīdine saxī
expositīs stābat scālīs et ponte parātō,
655quā rēx Clūsīnīs advectus Osinius ōrīs.By chance a ship stood moored to a ledge of high rock, with ladders let down and gangway ready, in which King Osinius had sailed from the shores of Clusium. Aen. 10.656Hūc sēsē trepida Aenēae fugientis imāgō
conicit in latebrās;Here the panicking phantom of the fleeing Aeneas throws itself into hiding; Aen. 10.657nec Turnus segnior īnstat
exsuperatque morās et pontīs trānsilit altōs.and Turnus presses on no less swiftly, overcomes every obstacle and leaps across the high gangways. Aen. 10.659Vix prōram attigerat: rumpit Sāturnia fūnem
660āvolsamque rapit revolūta per aequora nāvem.Scarcely had he reached the prow: Saturn's daughter breaks the rope and sweeps the ship, torn loose, over the ebbing waters. Aen. 10.661Illum autem Aenēās absentem in praelia poscit;But Aeneas, meanwhile, calls for him to battle, though he is absent; Aen. 10.662obvia multa virum dēmittit corpora mortī:
tum levis haud ultrā latebrās iam quaerit imāgō,
sed sublīme volāns nūbī sē immiscuit ātrae.he sends many bodies of men who meet him down to death: then the light phantom no longer seeks hiding-places, but flying aloft mingled with a black cloud.
Aen. 10.665Cum Turnum mediō intereā fert aequore turbō.Meanwhile a gust bears Turnus through the midst of the sea. Aen. 10.666Respicit ignārus rērum ingrātusque salūtis
et duplicīs cum vōce manūs ad sīdera tendit:
Omnipotēns genitor, tanton mē crīmine dignum
dūxistī et tālīs voluistī expendere poenās?He looks back, ignorant of what has happened and ungrateful for his rescue, and stretches out both hands with his voice to the stars: 'All-powerful father, did you think me worthy of such disgrace, and did you want me to pay such a penalty? Aen. 10.670Quō feror?Where am I being carried? Aen. 10.670Unde abiī?Where have I come from? Aen. 10.670Quae mē fuga quemve redūcit?What flight is taking me back, and as what man? Aen. 10.671Laurentīsne iterum mūrōs aut castra vidēbō?Shall I see the Laurentine walls or camp again? Aen. 10.672Quid manus illa virum, quī mē meaque arma secūtī?What of that band of men who followed me and my arms? Aen. 10.673Quōsne (nefās) omnīs īnfandā in morte relīquī
et nunc pālantīs videō gemitumque cadentum
675accipiō!All of whom (the horror!) I have left in an unspeakable death, and now I see them scattered and hear the groans of the falling!
Aen. 10.675Quid agō?What am I doing? Aen. 10.675Aut quae iam satis īma dēhīscat
terra mihi?Or what earth could now gape deep enough for me? Aen. 10.676Vōs Ō potius miserēscite ventī:
in rūpēs, in saxa, volēns vōs Turnus adōrō
ferte ratem saevīsque vadīs immittite Syrtīs,
quō neque mē Rutulī nec cōnscia fāma sequātur.Rather, O winds, take pity: onto the cliffs, onto the rocks (I, Turnus, beg you with all my heart) carry this ship and drive it onto the cruel shoals of the Syrtes, where neither the Rutulians nor rumour that knows my shame may follow me.' Aen. 10.680Haec memorāns animō nunc hūc, nunc flūctuat illūc,
an sēsē mūcrōne ob tantum dēdecus āmēns
induat et crūdum per costās exigat ēnsem,
flūctibus an iaciat mediīs et lītora nandō
curva petat Teucrumque iterum sē reddat in arma.Saying this, he wavers in his mind now this way, now that: whether in his madness to impale himself on his blade for such disgrace and drive the raw sword through his ribs, or to throw himself into the midst of the waves and, swimming, make for the curving shore and return once more to the arms of the Teucrians.
Aen. 10.685Ter cōnātus utramque viam, ter maxima Iūnō
continuit iuvenemque animī miserāta repressit.Three times he tried each way, three times greatest Juno held him back and, pitying him in her heart, restrained the young man. Aen. 10.687Lābitur alta secāns flūctūque aestūque secundō
et patris antīquam Daunī dēfertur ad urbem.He glides on, cutting the deep, with wave and tide in his favour, and is carried down to the ancient city of his father Daunus.