ou art yet alive. For what doth it profit
me that thou shouldst die? Nay, but all men would cry shame on me if I
gave thee to death!" Now for a space Turnus spake not for wrath. Then he
said, "Be not troubled for me, my father. For I, too, can smite with the
spear; and as for this AEneas, his mother will not be at hand to snatch him
in a cloud from my sight."

Then Amata cried to him, saying, "Fight not, I beseech thee, with these
men of Troy, my son; for surely what thou sufferest I also shall suffer.
Nor will I live to see AEneas my son-in-law."

And Lavinia heard the voice of her mother, and wept. As a man stains ivory
with crimson, or as roses are seen mixed with lilies, even so the virgin's
face burned with crimson. And Turnus, regarding her, loved her
exceedingly, and made answer, "Trouble me not with tears or idle words, my
mother, for to this battle I must go. And do thou, Idmon the herald, say
to the Phrygian king, 'To-morrow, when the sun shall rise, let the people
have peace, but we two will fight together. And let him that prevaileth
have Lavinia to wife.'"

Then first he went to the stalls of his horses. The wife of the North Wind
gave them to Pilumnus. Whiter than snow were they, and swifter than the
wind. Then he put the coat of mail about his shoulders, and fitted a
helmet on his head, and took the great sword which Vulcan had made for
Daunus his father, and had dipped it when it was white-hot in the river of
Styx. His spear also he took where it stood against a pillar, saying,
"Serve me well, my spear, that hast never failed me before, that I may lay
low this womanish robber of Phrygia, and soil with dust his curled and
perfumed hair." The next day the men of Italy and the men of Troy measured
out a space for the battle. And in the midst they builded an altar of
turf. And the two armies sat on the one side and on the other, having
fixed their spears in the earth and laid down their shields. Also the
women and the old men stood on the towers and roofs of the city, that they
might see the fight.

But Queen Juno spake to Juturna, the sister of Turnus, saying, "Seest thou
how these two are now about to fight, face to face? And indeed Turnus
goeth to his death. As for me, I endure not to look upon this covenant or
this battle. But if thou canst do aught for thy brother, lo! the time is
at hand." And when the nymph wept and beat her breast, Juno said, "This is
no time for tears. Save thy brother, if thou c