Both to the city bend. Æneas sees,

Through smoking fields, his hastening enemies;

Through smoking fields, his hastening enemies;

And Turnus views the Trojans in array,

And hears the approaching horses proudly neigh.

Soon had their hosts in bloody battle joined;

But westward to the sea the sun declined.

Intrenched before the town, both armies lie,

While night with sable wings involves the sky.