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 But Trivia kind her favourite hides And to Egeria's care confides, To live in woods obscure and lone, And lose in Virbius' name his own. 'Tis thence e'en now from Trivia's shrine     5 The horn-hoofed steeds are chased, Since, scared by monsters of the brine, The chariot and the youth divine They tumbled on the waste, Yet ne'ertheless with horse and car     10 His dauntless son essays the war.

In foremost rank see Turnus move, His comely head the rest above: On his tall helm the triple cone Chimæra in relief is shown;     15 The monster's gaping jaws expire Hot volumes of Ætnæan fire: And still she flames and raves the more The deeper floats the field with gore. With bristling hide and lifted horns     20 So, all gold, his shield adorns, E'en as in life she stood; There too is Argus, warder stern, And Inachus from graven urn, Her father, pours his flood. 25 A cloud of footmen at his back And shielded hosts the plain made black; Auruncans, Argives, brave and bold, Rutulians and Sicanians old, Sacranians thirsting for the field,     30 Labici with enamelled shield; Who Tiber's lawns with furrow score And pure Numicius' sacred shore, Subdue Rutulian slopes, and plough Circeius' steep reluctant brow:     35 Where Anxur boasts her guardian Jove And greenly blooms Feronia's grove; Where Satura's unlovely mere In sullen quiet sleeps, And Ufens gropes through marshland drear     40 And hides him in the deeps.