Virgil: Eclogues, Georgics, Aeneid I–VI, trans. H. R. Fairclough (W. Heinemann, 1918) — Virgil

But the trumpet with brazen song rang out afar its fearful call; a shout follows and the sky re-echoes.

Chance joins with force to guide the steel.

Valiant of tongue, though his hand was cold for battle.