As the youths passed among the sleeping Latins, the desire for slaughter
overcame them, and they slew Rhamnes, as he lay upon his gorgeous rugs,
Lamus, and many others, Euryalus taking Rhamnes's golden-studded belt and
Messapus's helmet as booty. Unfortunately they had delayed too long in
slaughter; as they neared the camp of Turnus, Volscens, returning with
reinforcements, caught sight of the shining helmet of Euryalus. The youth,
flying, became separated from Nisus, and was captured by the enemy. Nisus,
who returned to rescue his friend, sent weapon after weapon from his
retreat, and when he saw Euryalus about to suffer death from Volscens,
rushed forth to save him, only to fall dead upon the body of his
slaughtered friend.
Angry at the slaughter committed by Nisus and Euryalus, Turnus, on his
return, attempted to scale the intrenchments. The fight raged fiercely
around the walls and towers; but just as the victory seemed to be with
Turnus, Aeneas returned with his Tuscan allies, effected a landing, and
began to put the enemy to flight, slaying the tyrant Mezentius and his
son.
Turnus, hearing of the danger of his friend Lausus, at the hands of
Pallas, who had already wrought great slaughter, sought him out, amazing
the young warrior by his great size. Pallas faced him bravely; but while
his spear only grazed the shoulder of Turnus, the spear of the Rutulian
crushed the folds of iron, bronze, and hides, the corselet's rings of
steel, and buried itself in Pallas's breast.
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