fidum Aeneas adfatur Achaten: suggere tela mihi, non ullum dextera frustra torserit in Rutulos, steterunt quae in corpore Graium Iliacis campis.
Thus Aeneas speaks to loyal Achates: Bring me plenty of weapons; my hand will hurl none at Rutulians in vain, of all that once on Iliums plains were lodged in the bodies of Greeks.