but see that your arms bide not the shock of his.’ Thus,
gracious sire, have you heard at once the king’s reply,
and the judgment he passed on this our mighty war.”
The envoys had scarcely finished when a diverse murmur
runs along the quivering lips of the sons of Ausonia, as, 5
when rapid streams are checked by rocks in their course,
confused sounds rise from the imprisoned torrent, and
neighbouring banks reëcho with the babbling of the waves.
Soon as their passions were allayed, and their chafed countenances
settled in calm, the monarch, first invoking 10