ie there and
measure out Italy for thyself." Many others he slew, for the army fled
before him. Yet did one man, Phegeus by name, stand against him, and would
have stayed the chariot, clutching the bridles of the horses in his hand.
But as he clung to the yoke and was dragged along, Turnus broke his
cuirass with his spear, and wounded him. And when the man set his shield
before him, and made at Turnus with his sword, the wheels dashed him to
the ground, and Turnus struck him between the helmet and the breastplate
and smote off his head.

But in the meanwhile Mnestheus and Achates and Iulus led AEneas to the
camp, leaning on his spear. Very wroth was he, and strove to draw forth
the arrow. And when he could not, he commanded that they should open the
wound with the knife, and so send him back to the battle. Iapis also, the
physician, ministered to him. Now this Iapis was dearer than all other men
to Apollo, and when the god would have given him all his arts, even
prophecy and music and archery, he chose rather to know the virtues of
herbs and the art of healing, that so he might prolong the life of his
father, who was even ready to die. This Iapis, then, having his garments
girt about him in healer's fashion, would have drawn forth the arrow with
the pincers, but could not. And while he strove, the battle came nearer,
and the sky was hidden by clouds of dust, and javelins fell thick into the
camp. But when Venus saw how grievously her son was troubled, she brought
from Ida, which is a mountain of Crete, the herb dittany. A hairy stalk it
hath and a purple flower. The wild goats know it well if so be that they
have been wounded by arrows. This, then, Venus, having hidden her face,
brought and dipped into the water, and sprinkled there with ambrosia and
sweet-smelling panacea.

And Iapis, unawares, applied the water that had been healed; and lo! the
pain was stayed and the blood was staunched and the arrow came forth,
though no man drew it, and AEneas's strength came back to him as before.
Then said lapis, "Art of mine hath not healed thee, my son. The Gods call
thee to thy work." Then did AEneas arm himself again, and when he had
kissed Iulus and bidden him farewell, he went forth to the battle. And all
the chiefs went with him, and the men of Troy took courage and drave back
the Latins. Then befell a great slaughter, for Gyas slew Ufens, who was
the leader of the AEquians; also Tolumnius, the great augur, was slain, who