... front, scorned and without reward, these perilous days. Tread down that Tuscan host! Protect the peace of Latium from its foe! Such is the word which, while in night and slumber thou wert laid, Saturnia 's godhead, visibly revealed, bade me declare. Up, therefore, and array thy warriors in arms! Swift sallying forth from thy strong city-gates, on to the fray exultant go! Assail the Phrygian chief...