other: with a sudden shout they dash forward, and put
spurs to their fiery steeds: missiles are showered from all 10
sides in a moment, thick as snow-flakes, and heaven is
curtained with the shade. Instantly Tyrrhenus and fierce
Aconteus charge each other spear in hand, and foremost
of all crash together with sound as of thunder, so that the
chest of either steed is burst against his fellow’s; Aconteus, 15
flung off like the levinbolt or a stone hurled from an engine,
tumbles headlong in the distance, and scatters his life in
air. At once the line of battle is broken, and the Latians,