My care Shall be the war's first hazards to essay; Thou guard the walls afoot, and by the ramparts stay." LXVI.

Then he, with eyes fixt on the wondrous maid, "O glory of Italia, virgin bright! What praise can match thee?
how shall thanks be paid?
But now, since naught can daunt thee nor affright, Share thou my labour, and divide the fight.
Yonder AEneas, so the news hath flown, So spies report, hath sent his horsemen light To scour the fields, while o'er the mountains' crown Himself through devious ways is marching to the town.
LXVII.

"Deep in a hollow, where the wood's dark shade Two cross-ways hides, an ambush I prepare, And armed men shall the double pass blockade.
Thou take the shock of battle, and o'erbear The Tuscan horse.

Messapus shall be there, Tiburtus' band, and Latins in array To aid, and thine shall be the leader's care." He spake, and cheered Messapus to the fray, And Latium's federate chiefs, and spurred upon his way.
LXVIII.

There lies a winding valley, fit for snares And stratagems, shut in on either hand By wooded slopes.