BOOK IX
While these things are in progress far away, Juno,
Saturn’s daughter, has sent down Iris from above on an
errand to Turnus the bold. It chanced that then Turnus
was sitting in the grove of his sire Pilumnus, deep in the
hallowed dell. Him then the child[264] of Thaumas bespoke 5
thus from her rosy lips: “Turnus, what no god would have
dared to promise to your prayers, lo! the mere lapse of
time has brought to you unasked. Æneas, leaving behind
town, comrades, and fleet, is gone to seek the realm of the