Mad Pandarus steps forth, with vengeance vowed
For Bitias' death, and threatens thus aloud:—
"These are not Ardea's walls, nor this the town
Amata proffers with Lavinia's crown:
'Tis hostile earth you tread. Of hope bereft,
No means of safe return by flight are left."
To whom, with countenance calm, and soul sedate,
Thus Turnus:—"Then begin, and try thy fate:
My message to the ghost of Priam bear;
Tell him a new Achilles sent thee there."