And all the Eretian powers; besides a band That followed from Velinum's dewy land, And Amiternian troops, of mighty fame, And mountaineers, that from Severus came, And from the craggy cliffs of Tetrica, } And those where yellow Tyber takes his way, } And where Himella's wanton waters play. } Casperia sends her arms, with those that lie By Fabaris, and fruitful Foruli: The warlike aids of Horta next appear, And the cold Nursians come to close the rear, Mixed with the natives born of Latine blood, Whom Allia washes with her fatal flood. Not thicker billows beat the Libyan main, When pale Orion sets in wintery rain, Nor thicker harvests on rich Hermus rise, Or Lycian fields, when Phœbus burns the skies, Than stand these troops: their bucklers ring around; Their trampling turns the turf, and shakes the solid ground. High in his chariot then Halesus came, A foe by birth to Troy's unhappy name: From Agamemnon born--to Turnus' aid, A thousand men the youthful hero led, Who till the Massic soil, for wine renowned, And fierce Auruncans from their hilly ground, And those who live by Sidicinian shores, And where with shoaly fords Vulturnus roars, Cales' and Osca's old inhabitants, And rough Saticulans, inured to wants. Light demi-lances from afar they throw, Fastened with leathern thongs, to gall the foe. Short crooked swords in closer fight they wear, And on their warding arm light bucklers bear. Nor, Œbalus, shalt thou be left unsung, From nymph Sebethis and old Telon sprung, Who then in Teleboan Capri reigned; But that short isle the ambitious youth disdained, And o'er Campania stretched his ample sway, Where swelling Sarnus seeks the Tyrrhene sea-- O'er Batulum, and where Abella sees, From her high towers, the harvest of her trees.[116] And these (as was the Teuton use of old) Wield brazen swords, and brazen bucklers hold; Sling weighty stones when from afar they fight; Their casques are cork, a covering thick and light. Next these in rank, the warlike Ufens went, And led the mountain troops that Nursia sent. The rude Æquiculæ his rule obeyed; Hunting their sport, and plundering was their trade. In arms they ploughed, to battle still prepared: Their soil was barren, and their hearts were hard. Umbro the priest the proud Marrubians led, } By king Archippus sent to Turnus' aid, } And peaceful olives crowned his hoary head. } His wand and holy words, the viper's rage, And venomed wounds of serpents, could assuage. He, when he pleased with powerful juice to steep Their temples, shut their eyes in pleasing sleep. But vain were Marsian herbs, and magic art, To cure the wound given by the Dardan dart. Yet his untimely fate the Angitian woods In sighs remurmured to the Fucine floods. The son of famed Hippolytus was there,