exspectate dapes et plenae pocula mensae (hic amor, hoc studium) dum sacra secundus haruspex nuntiet ac lucos vocet hostia pinguis in altos! haec effatus equum in medios moriturus et ipse concitat, et Venulo adversum se turbidus infert dereptumque ab equo dextra complectitur hostem et gremium ante suum multa vi concitus aufert.
Wait for the feasts and the cups on the loaded board (this is your passion, this your delight!) till the favouring seer announces the sacrifice, and the fat victim calls you to the deep groves! So saying, he spurs his horse into the throng, ready himself also to die, and charges like a whirlwind full at Venulus; tearing the foe from his horse, he grips him with his right hand, clasps him to his breast, and, mightily spurring on his horse, carries him off.