“Look, I’ve done your bidding, perfected a work of strife with ghastly war! Go tell them to join in friendship, seal their pacts, now I’ve spattered the Trojans red with Italian blood. I’ll add this too, if I can depend on your good will: With rumors I will draw the border towns into war, ignite their hearts with a maddening lust for battle. 640 They’ll rush to the rescue now from every side— I’ll sow their fields with swords!”
