nestlings; now she is heard in the empty cloisters, now
about the watertanks; so drives Juturna through the 5
thick of the foe, and flies on rapid wheel from spot to
spot, now here, now there she gives a glimpse of her victorious
brother, yet never lets him stop and fight, but
whirls far away in the distance. Æneas for his part
winds through sinuous paths in hope to meet him, tracks 10
his steps, and shouts to him aloud across the weltering
ranks. Oft as he spies out the foe and tries by running
to match the horses’ winged speed, each time Juturna