tum vero Aenean aversum ut cedere Turnus credidit atque animo spem turbidus hausit inanem: quo fugis, Aenea? thalamos ne desere pactos; hac dabitur dextra tellus quaesita per undas.
Then indeed, when Turnus thought that Aeneas had turned and yielded, and drank this empty hope into his confused mind, he cried: Where are you fleeing, Aeneas? Forsake not your plighted marriage; this hand of mine will give you the land you have sought over the seas.
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