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extemplo Aeneae solvuntur frigore membra
He groans
ingemit
and stretching both his palms to the stars
et duplicis tendens ad sidera palmas
he replies such things with his voice
talia voce refert
O both three- and four-times blessed
o terque quaterque beati
are those for whom
quis
before the faces of their parents
ante ora patrum
beneath the high walls of Troy
Troiae sub moenibus altis
it was their good luck to meet their end
contigit oppetere!
O son of Tydeus, bravest of the race of the Greeks!
o Danaum fortissime gentis Tydide!
Could I not have fallen on the Trojan plains
mene Iliacis occumbere campis non potuisse
and poured out this life-spirit at your hand
tuaque animam hanc effundere dextra
where savage Hector lies by the spear of Achilles
saevus ubi Aeacidae telo iacet Hector
where huge Sarpedon lies
ubi ingens Sarpedon
where the river Simois, snatching off so many of them under its waves
ubi tot Simois correpta sub undis
sends rolling the shields of men and their helmets and their strong bodies
scuta virum galeasque et fortia corpora volvit.
As he hurled such things
talia iactanti
a screeching squall from the North wind
stridens Aquilone procella
strikes the sail full-on
velum adversa ferit
and lifts the waves to the stars
fluctusque ad sidera tollit.
The oars are broken
franguntur remi
then the prow turns round
tum prora avertit
and gives its side to the waves
et undis dat latus
There follows in a heap
insequitur cumulo
a sheer mountain of water
praeruptus aquae mons.
These hang on top of a wave
hi summo in fluctu pendent
to these the gaping surge
his unda dehiscens
opens up ground amid the waves
terram inter fluctus aperit
the swell rages on the sands
furit aestus harenis.
The South wind, having snatched away three ships
tres Notus abreptas
hurls them onto lurking rocks
in saxa latentia torquet
(rocks in the middle of the waves, which the Italians call "the Altars"
(saxa vocant Itali mediis quae in fluctibus aras
an enormous spine on the surface of the sea)
dorsum immane mari summo)
the East wind drives three ships from the deep
tres Eurus ab alto
into the shallows and the sandbanks
in brevia et syrtes
something pitiable to see
miserabile visu
strikes them against the shallows
inliditque vadis
and rings them in a mound of sand
atque aggere cingit harenae.