quo referor totiens? quae mentem insania mutat? si Turno exstincto socios sum ascire paratus, cur non incolumi potius certamina tollo? quid consanguinei Rutuli, quid cetera dicet Italia, ad mortem si te (fors dicta refutet!) prodiderim, natam et conubia nostra petentem? respice res bello varias, miserere parentis longaevi, quem nunc maestum patria Ardea longe dividit.
Why do I drift back so often?     What madness turns my purpose? If, with Turnus dead, I am ready to link them to me as allies, why not rather end the strife while he still lives? What will your Rutulian kinsmen say, what the rest of Italy, if'Fortune refute the word!'I should betray you to death, while you woo our daughter in marriage? Consider wars changes and chances; pity your aged father, whom now his native Ardea keeps far away from us in sorrow!