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<strong>Aeneis</strong>/Liber XII 236<br />

bella, uides, quantos primus patiare labores.<br />

bis magna uicti pugna uix urbe tuemur<br />

spes Italas; recalent nostro Thybrina fluenta 35<br />

sanguine adhuc campique ingentes ossibus albent.<br />

quo referor totiens? quae mentem insania mutat?<br />

si Turno exstincto socios sum ascire paratus,<br />

cur non incolumi potius certamina tollo?<br />

quid consanguinei Rutuli, quid cetera dicet 40<br />

Italia, ad mortem si te (fors dicta refutet!)<br />

prodiderim, natam et conubia nostra petentem?<br />

respice res bello uarias, miserere parentis<br />

longaeui, quem nunc maestum patria Ardea longe<br />

diuid<strong>it</strong>.' haudquaquam dictis uiolentia Turni 45<br />

flect<strong>it</strong>ur; exsuperat magis aegresc<strong>it</strong>que medendo.<br />

ut primum fari potu<strong>it</strong>, sic inst<strong>it</strong><strong>it</strong> ore:<br />

'quam pro me curam geris, hanc precor, optime, pro me<br />

deponas letumque sinas pro laude pacisci.<br />

et nos tela, pater, ferrumque haud debile dextra 50<br />

spargimus, et nostro sequ<strong>it</strong>ur de uulnere sanguis.<br />

longe illi dea mater er<strong>it</strong>, quae nube fugacem<br />

feminea tegat et uanis sese occulat umbris.'<br />

At regina noua pugnae conterr<strong>it</strong>a sorte<br />

flebat et ardentem generum mor<strong>it</strong>ura tenebat: 55<br />

'Turne, per has ego te lacrimas, per si quis Amatae<br />

tang<strong>it</strong> honos animum: spes tu nunc una, senectae<br />

tu requies miserae, decus imperiumque Latini<br />

te penes, in te omnis domus inclinata recumb<strong>it</strong>.<br />

unum oro: desiste manum comm<strong>it</strong>tere Teucris. 60<br />

qui te cumque manent isto certamine casus<br />

et me, Turne, manent; simul haec inuisa relinquam<br />

lumina nec generum Aenean captiua uidebo.'<br />

accep<strong>it</strong> uocem lacrimis Lauinia matris<br />

flagrantis perfusa genas, cui plurimus ignem 65<br />

subiec<strong>it</strong> rubor et calefacta per ora cucurr<strong>it</strong>.<br />

Indum sanguineo ueluti uiolauer<strong>it</strong> ostro<br />

si quis ebur, aut mixta rubent ubi lilia multa<br />

alba rosa, talis uirgo dabat ore colores.<br />

illum turbat amor fig<strong>it</strong>que in uirgine uultus; 70<br />

ardet in arma magis paucisque adfatur Amatam:

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