through his ribs, or fling himself into the midst of the 20
waves, and make by swimming for the winding shore,
and place himself again among the Teucrian swords?
Thrice he essayed either way: thrice mighty Juno kept
him back, and of her great pity withheld the youth from
action. On he flies, ploughing the deep with wave and 25
tide to speed him, and is borne safely to the ancient town
of Daunus his sire.
Prompted meanwhile by Jove, Mezentius, all on fire,
takes up the war, and charges the triumphant Teucrians.