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chapter-012		chapter-012			.txt	text/plain	10831	855	91	When Turnus saw the Latins leave the field, Shall gild the heavns, he need not urge the fight; Sent by this hand, to pierce the Trojan foe! Thou, God of War, whose unresisted sway And some with sword in hand assault the foe. The rest, with swords on high, run headlong to the war. This hand alone shall right the gods and you: When Turnus saw the Trojan quit the plain, Friends of the god, and followers of the war. The hero arms in haste; his hands infold This day my hand thy tender age shall shield, With Trojan blood, th unhappy fight renewd. And oer the field the frighted Latins fly. That flying Turnus still declind the fight, Whom Turnus, whom the Trojan hero killd; No troops of Turnus in the field appear. Here fight, and urge the fortune of your arms: This day shall free from wars th Ausonian state,	./cache/chapter-012.txt	./txt/chapter-012.txt