Vos, o Calliope, precor, aspirate canenti quas ibi tum ferro strages, quae funera Turnus ediderit, quem quisque virum demiserit Orco, et mecum ingentis oras evolvite belli.
Calliope, I pray, inspire me, you Muses, while I sing, what slaughter, what deaths Turnus dealt on that day, and whom each warrior sent down to doom; and unroll with me the mighty scroll of war.