conquered, meet me a second time? This, my men, is
the well-spring, this the head and front of the monstrous
war. Bring torches with speed, and reclaim the treaty 30
fire in hand.” He said, and all with emulous spirit of
union close their ranks and stream to the walls in compact
mass. Scaling ladders and brands are produced
suddenly and in a moment. Some run to the several
gates and slay those stationed there: some hurl the steel 35
and overshadow the sky with javelins. Æneas himself
among the foremost lifts up his hand under the city wall,