therein the destinies of the two, to see whom the struggle
dooms, and whose the weight that death bears down.
Forth darts Turnus, deeming it safe, rises with his whole
frame on the uplifted sword, and strikes, Trojans and
eager Latians shout aloud: both armies gaze expectant.
But the faithless sword snaps in twain and fails its fiery
lord midway in the stroke, unless flight should come to
his aid. Off he flies swifter than the wind, seeing an unknown 5
hilt in his defenceless hand. Men say that in his
headlong haste, when first he was mounting the car harnessed