si mora praesentis leti tempusque caduco oratur iuveni meque hoc ita ponere sentis, tolle fuga Turnum atque instantibus eripe fatis: hactenus indulsisse vacat.
If your prayer is for a respite from present death, and a reprieve for the doomed youth'if you understand that such is my will, take Turnus away in flight, and snatch him from impending fate. Thus far there is room for indulgence.