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In the same way the dread goddess denied Turnus a way forward wherever he sought a route through his courage.
sic Turno, quacumque viam virtute petivit, successum dea dira negat.
Then in his chest different feelings were stirred up; he looked at the Rutulians and the city and delayed in fear and trembled (seeing that) death was approaching, nor could he see to where he might snatch himself away nor with which force he could head towards the enemy, nor would he see the chariot or his sister the charioteer anywhere.
tum pectore sensus vertuntur varii; Rutulos aspectat et urbem cunctaturque metu letumque instare tremescit, nec quo se eripiat, nec qua vi tendat in hostem, nec currus usquam videt aurigamve sororem.
As he hesitated, Aeneas brandished his lethal weapon, choosing the lucky spot with his eyes, and he hurled it with his whole body from a distance.
cunctanti telum Aeneas fatale coruscat, sortitusfortunam oculis, et corpore toto eminus intorquet.
The rocks, hurled by a sieged catapult, never roar in the same way nor do such great crashes leap forth from the thunderbolt.
mural concita numquam tormento sic saxa fremunt nec fulmine tanti dissultant crepitus.
The spear flew like a black whirlwind; carrying dread destruction and pierced the edges of the breastplate and the outer rings of his seven fold shield; whirring, it pierced through the middle of his leg.
volat atri turbinis instar exitium dirum hast ferens orasque recludit loricae et clipei extremos septemplicis orbes; per medium stridens transit femur
'Are you then to be snatched away from me clad in the spoils of my friend? It is Pallas, Pallas who slays you with this wound and exacts the penalty from guilty blood.'
'tune hinc spliis indute meorum erpiare mihi? Pallas te hoc vulnere, Pallas immolat et poenam scelerato ex sanguine sumit.'
Saying this he buried his sword full in his heart raging; but Turnus' limbs grew limp with cold and with a groan his life fled resentfully down to the shades.
hoc dicens ferrum adverso sub pectore condit fervidus; ast illi solvuntur frigore membra vitaque cum gemitu fugit indignata sub umbras.