1 Even with these words, turning his spear, he struck the side of the hollow hill, and the winds, as in banded array, pour where passage is given them, and cover earth with eddying blasts.
2 Pyrrhus pursues him fiercely with aimed wound, just catching at him, and follows hard on him with his spear.
3 Thus the old man spoke, and launched his weak and unwounding spear, which, recoiling straight from the jarring brass, hung idly from his shield above the boss.
4 The flying spear whistles through the darkness of the night, and comes full on the shield of Sulmo, and there snaps, and the broken shaft passes on through his heart.
5 Lo, he all the fiercer was poising another weapon high by his ear; while they hesitate, the spear went whizzing through both Tagus' temples, and pierced and stuck fast in the warm brain.
6 Every age wears iron, and we goad the flanks of our oxen with reversed spear; nor does creeping old age weaken our strength of spirit or abate our force.
7 He ended; the other, putting out all his strength, hurls his rough spear, knotty and unpeeled.
8 The breezes caught it; Juno, daughter of Saturn, made the wound glance off as it came, and the spear sticks fast in the gate.
9 Then he catches and throws his great spear; the spear flies grinding through the brass of Maeon's shield, and breaks through corslet and through breast.
10 But Pallas hurls his spear with all his strength, and pulls his sword flashing out of the hollow scabbard.
11 The flying spear lights where the armour rises high above the shoulder, and, forcing a way through the shield's rim, ceased not till it drew blood from mighty Turnus.
12 Next he levelled his spear full on Magus from far.
13 Aeneas, wrathful at their mad onslaught, rushes on them, towering high with levelled spear.
14 Turnus hastens up and sends his spear whistling from far on it; it gives back and turns its footsteps.
15 He remains, unterrified, awaiting his noble foe, steady in his own bulk, and measures with his eye the fair range for a spear.