battle-field. He addresses the grieving creature and bespeaks 30
it thus: “Long, Rhæbus, have we twain lived, if
aught be long to those who must die. To-day you shall
either bear in victory the bloody spoils and head of Æneas
yonder, and join with me to avenge my Lausus’ sufferings,
or if our force suffice not to clear the way, we will lie down 35
together in death: for never, I ween, my gallant one, will
you stoop to a stranger’s bidding and endure a Teucrian
lord.” He said, and mounting on its back settled his limbs
as he was wont, and charged his two hands with pointed