Aeneid 11.648–663

648But in the midst of the slaughter the Amazon exults, one side bared for the fight, Camilla with her quiver, and now she showers pliant spears thick from her hand, now tireless snatches up a stout double axe in her right hand; 652the golden bow and the arms of Diana ring on her shoulder. 653She too, if ever she is driven back and retreats, turns her bow and aims her arrows backwards in flight. 655And around her are her chosen companions, the maiden Larina and Tulla and Tarpeia brandishing a bronze axe, daughters of Italy, whom divine Camilla herself chose as her glory, good handmaids in peace and in war: as when the Thracian Amazons pound the streams of Thermodon and war in painted arms, whether round Hippolyte or when martial Penthesilea returns in her chariot, and with great howling uproar the women's columns exult with crescent shields.