“Hercules, I pray you by my father’s welcome to you, the board that you, a stranger, shared with him, 640 to help my great attempt! Let dying Turnus see me strip off his bloody weapons, let his dying eyes see me a conqueror.” And Hercules heard Pallas; he pressed back a great groan deep within his chest; he shed 645 tears that were useless. Father Jupiter then spoke kind words to Hercules, his son: “Each has his day; there is, for all, a short, irreparable time of life; the task of courage: to prolong one’s fame by acts. 650 For under Troy’s high walls so many sons of gods have fallen;
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