the Bacchic dance: ay, there is your passion, there your 35
delight, till the favouring seer announce the sacrificial
feast, and the fat victim invite you to the tall trees of the
grove.” So saying, he spurs his steed into the midst,
ready for the death he brings to others, and charges in
fury on Venulus, snatches the foe from his horse, folds his
arms round him, and carries him on his saddle before him
with wild and violent speed. Upsoars a shout to heaven,
and every Latian eye is turned to the scene. Over the 5
plain like lightning flies Tarchon, bearing the warrior