and the queen’s august name lends him its shadow; many 35
an applauding voice upholds the warrior by help of the
trophies he has won.
Amid all this ferment, when the blaze of popular turmoil
is at its height, see, as a crowning blow, comes back the
sorrowing embassy with tidings from Diomede’s mighty
town: the cost of all their labours has gained them nought:
gifts and gold and earnest prayers are alike in vain: the
Latians must look for arms elsewhere, or sue for peace 5
from the Trojan chief. King Latinus himself is crushed