621Ascanius did not endure him as he flung out such words and chanted dire things, but, turning towards him, he set an arrow on the horsehair string, and, drawing his arms apart, stood still, first praying to Jupiter as a suppliant with vows: 'Almighty Jupiter, nod assent to my bold undertaking. 626I myself will bring yearly gifts for you to your temples, and set before your altars a white bullock with gilded brow, carrying his head as high as his mother, one who already butts with his horn and scatters the sand with his hooves.' 630The Father heard, and from a clear part of the sky thundered on the left; at the same moment the deadly bow twangs: the drawn arrow flies off with a dreadful hiss, and comes through the head of Remulus and pierces his hollow temples with its steel.
634'Go, mock valour with arrogant words! 635This is the reply the twice-captured Phrygians send back to the Rutulians.' 636This much only did Ascanius say. 636The Teucrians follow with a shout, roar with joy, and lift their spirits to the stars.