gives chase to Alsus the shepherd as he rushed in the first
rank through a shower of darts, and hangs over him with 25
naked sword: he, swinging back his axe, splits full in front
the foe’s forehead and chin, and splashes his arms right
and left with the blood. The heavy rest of iron slumber
settles down on the dying eyes, and their beams are curtained
in everlasting night. 30
But good Æneas, his head bare, was stretching forth
his unarmed hand and shouting to his men: “Whither are
you driving? what is this sudden outburst of strife? Oh,