1 That day opened the gate of death and the springs of ill.
2 This was the source and spring of ill, and kindled the country-folk to war.
3 Nor is Turnus slack to follow; he overleaps the barriers and springs across the high gangways.
4 Son of his, by divine ordinance, and male descent was none, cut off in the early spring of youth.
5 We in a flutter of affright shook out the blazing hair and quenched the holy fires with spring water.
6 The springs of war are aflow: they fight with arms in their grasp, the arms that chance first supplied, that fresh blood stains.
7 Hence sprung Dardanus: hither Apollo recalls us, and pushes us on with imperious orders to Tyrrhenian Tiber and the holy pools of Numicus' spring.
8 Their sister Silvia tamed him to her rule, and lavished her care on his adornment, twining his antlers with delicate garlands, and combed his wild coat and washed him in the clear spring.
9 Beneath the seaward brow is a rock-hung cavern, within it fresh springs and seats in the living stone, a haunt of nymphs; where tired ships need no fetters to hold nor anchor to fasten them with crooked bite.
10 Soon as the morrow bathed the lands in its dawning light, they part to search out the town, and the borders and shores of the nation: these are the pools and spring of Numicus; this is the Tiber river; here dwell the brave Latins.
11 Likewise she had sprinkled pretended waters of Avernus' spring, and rank herbs are sought mown by moonlight with brazen sickles, dark with milky venom, and sought is the talisman torn from a horse's forehead at birth ere the dam could snatch it.
12 I counselled Juturna, I confess it, to succour her hapless brother, and for his life's sake favoured a greater daring; yet not the arrow-shot, not the bending of the bow, I swear by the merciless well-head of the Stygian spring, the single ordained dread of the gods in heaven.