of Turnus was ever goading with the bitter stings of sidelong
envy, rich, and prodigal of his riches, a doughty
warrior with the tongue, but a feeble hand in the heat of 15
battle, esteemed no mean adviser in debate, and powerful
in the arts of faction: his mother’s noble blood made proud
a lineage which on his father’s side was counted obscure:—he
rises, and with words like these piles and heaps anger
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“A matter obscure to none, and needing no voice of ours
to make it plain is this that you propound, gracious king.