eye: “You may rest from battle now; I alone am coming
against Pallas. Pallas is my due, and mine alone;
would that his sire were here to see us fight.” He said;
and his friends retired from the interdicted space. But
as the Rutulians withdraw, the young warrior, marvelling 20
at the haughty command, gazes astonished on Turnus,
rolls his eyes over that giant frame, and sweeps the whole
man from afar with fiery glance, and with words like
these meets the words of the monarch: “I shall soon be
famous either for kingly trophies won or for an illustrious 25