Aen. 11.868Prīma fūgit dominā āmissā levis ala Camillae;First, its mistress lost, Camilla's light-armed wing flees; Aen. 11.869turbātī fugiunt Rutulī, fūgit ācer Atīnās
870disiectīque ducēs dēsōlātīque maniplī
tūta petunt et equīs āversī ad moenia tendunt.the Rutulians flee in confusion, keen Atinas flees, and the scattered leaders and forsaken companies seek safety and, turning their horses, make for the walls. Aen. 11.872Nec quisquam īnstantīs Teucrōs lētumque ferentīs
sustentāre valet tēlīs aut sistere contrā,
sed laxōs referunt umerīs languentibus arcūs,
875quadrupedumque putrem cursū quatit ungula campum.Nor can anyone hold back with weapons the Teucrians as they press on bringing death, or stand against them, but they carry back their slack bows on drooping shoulders, and the hooves of the horses shake the crumbling plain at the gallop. Aen. 11.876Volvitur ad mūrōs cālīgine turbidus ātrā
pulvis, et ē speculīs percussae pectora mātrēs
fēmineum clamōrem ad caelī sīdera tollunt.Thick with black gloom, the dust rolls towards the walls, and from the watch-towers the mothers, beating their breasts, raise a women's cry to the stars of heaven. Aen. 11.879Quī cursū portās prīmī inrūpēre patentīs,
880hōs inimīca super mīxtō premit agmine turba;Those who at a run first burst through the open gates, a hostile crowd presses close on them, mingled with their column; Aen. 11.881nec miseram effugiunt mortem, sed līmine in ipsō,
moenibus in patriīs atque inter tūta domōrum
cōnfīxī exspīrant animās.nor do they escape a wretched death, but on the very threshold, within their native walls and amid the safety of their homes, they are run through and breathe out their lives.
Aen. 11.883Pars claudere portās:
nec sociīs aperīre viam nec moenibus audent
885accipere ōrantīs, orīturque miserrima caedēs
dēfendentum armīs aditūs inque arma ruentum.Some close the gates: they dare neither open a way to their comrades nor admit them within the walls as they plead, and a most pitiable slaughter arises of those defending the entrance with arms and of those rushing upon the arms. Aen. 11.887Exclūsī ante oculōs lacrumantumque ōra parentum
pars in praecipitīs fossās urgente ruīnā
volvitur, immissīs pars caeca et concita frēnīs
890arietat in portās et dūrōs obice postīs.Shut out, before the eyes and faces of their weeping parents, some roll into the steep ditches as the rout presses on; some, blindly and with loosened reins, charge at the gates and the doorposts hard with bars. Aen. 11.891Ipsae dē mūrīs summō certāmine mātrēs,
mōnstrat amor vērus patriae, ut vīdēre Camillam,
tēla manū trepidae iaciunt ac rōbore dūrō
stīpitibus ferrum sudibusque imitantur obustīs
895praecipitēs prīmaeque morī prō moenibus ārdent.The mothers themselves from the walls, in the utmost struggle (true love of country shows them the way), when they saw Camilla, hurl weapons from their hands in alarm, and with hard oak, with stakes and fire-hardened poles, imitate iron, headlong, and burn to be the first to die for their walls.