Aen. 10.833Intereā genitor Tiberīnī ad flūminis undam
volnera siccābat lymphīs corpusque levābat
835arboris adclīnis truncō.Meanwhile the father, by the water of the river Tiber, was staunching his wounds with water and resting his body, leaning against a tree trunk. Aen. 10.835Procul aerea rāmīs
dēpendet galea et prātō gravia arma quiēscunt.Some way off his bronze helmet hangs from the branches, and his heavy arms rest on the meadow. Aen. 10.837Stant lēctī circum iuvenēs: ipse aeger anhēlāns
colla fovet, fūsus prōpexam in pectore barbam;Chosen young men stand round: he himself, sick and panting, eases his neck, his combed-out beard spread over his chest; Aen. 10.839multa super Lausō rogitat multumque remittit
840quī revocent maestīque ferant mandāta parentis.many times he asks about Lausus, and sends many to call him back and bring him the commands of his sorrowing father. Aen. 10.841At Lausum sociī exanimem super arma ferēbant
flentēs, ingentem atque ingentī volnere victum.But his comrades were carrying Lausus lifeless upon his arms, weeping, a mighty man, overcome by a mighty wound. Aen. 10.843Agnōvit longē gemitum praesāga malī mēns:
cānitiem multō dēfōrmat pulvere et ambās
845ad caelum tendit palmās et corpore inhaeret.From afar his mind, foreboding evil, recognised the lamentation: he defiles his grey hair with much dust, stretches both hands to the sky, and clings to the body.
Aen. 10.846Tantane mē tenuit vīvendī, nāte, voluptās,
ut prō mē hostīlī paterer succēdere dextrae,
quem genuī?'Did such a desire for living hold me, my son, that I allowed you, whom I fathered, to go under the enemy's hand in my place? Aen. 10.848Tuane haec genitor per volnera servor,
morte tuā vīvēns?Am I, your father, saved by these wounds of yours, living by your death? Aen. 10.849Heu, nunc miserō mihi dēmum
850exitium īnfēlīx, nunc altē volnus adāctum!Alas, now at last ruin is bitter to me in my misery, now the wound is driven deep! Aen. 10.851Īdem ego, nāte, tuum maculāvī crīmine nōmen,
pulsus ob invidiam soliō scēptrīsque paternīs.I also, my son, stained your name with my crime, driven out through hatred from the throne and sceptre of my fathers. Aen. 10.853Dēbueram patriae poenās odiīsque meōrum:
omnīs per mortīs animam sontem ipse dedissem!I owed punishment to my country and the hatred of my people: would that I had given up my guilty life myself, by every kind of death! Aen. 10.855Nunc vīvō neque adhūc hominēs lūcemque relinquō.Now I live and do not yet leave men and the light.
Aen. 10.856Sed linquam.But I will leave them.' Aen. 10.856Simul hoc dīcēns attollit in aegrum
sē femur et, quamvīs dolor altō volnere tardet,
haud dēiectus equum dūcī iubet.As he says this he raises himself on his injured thigh, and although the pain slows him because of the deep wound, undaunted he orders his horse to be brought. Aen. 10.858Hoc decus illī,
hoc sōlāmen erat;This was his pride, this his comfort; Aen. 10.859bellīs hōc victor abībat
860omnibus.on this he had come back victorious from all his wars. Aen. 10.860Adloquitur maerentem et tālibus īnfit:
Rhaebe, diū, rēs Sīqua diū mortālibus ūlla est,
vīximus.He addresses the grieving animal and begins thus: 'Rhaebus, we have lived long, if anything is long for mortals. Aen. 10.862Aut hodiē victor spolia illa cruentī
et caput Aenēae referēs Lausīque dolōrum
ultor eris mēcum aut, aperit sī nūlla viam vīs,
865occumbēs pariter;Today either you will carry back victorious those bloody spoils and the head of Aeneas, and with me be the avenger of Lausus' sufferings, or, if no force opens the way, you will fall with me; Aen. 10.865neque enim, fortissime, crēdō,
iussa aliēna patī et dominōs dignābere Teucrōs.for I do not believe, bravest one, that you will deign to bear another's orders and Teucrian masters.' Aen. 10.867Dīxit et exceptus tergō cōnsuēta locāvit
membra manūsque ambās iaculīs onerāvit acūtīs,
aere caput fulgēns cristāque hirsūtus equīnā.He spoke, and received on its back he settled his accustomed limbs, and loaded both hands with sharp javelins, his head gleaming with bronze and bristling with a horsehair crest.
Aen. 10.870Sīc cursum in mediōs rapidus dedit: aestuat ingēns
ūnō in corde pudor mīxtōque īnsānia lūctū,So he galloped swiftly into the midst: in one heart surge huge shame and madness mingled with grief,