Tum senior semperque odiis et crimine Drances infensus iuveni Turno sic ore vicissim orsa refert: o fama ingens, ingentior armis, vir Troiane, quibus caelo te laudibus aequem? iustitiaene prius mirer belline laborum? nos vero haec patriam grati referemus ad urbem et te, si qua viam dederit Fortuna, Latino iungemus regi.
Then aged Drances, who always pursued youthful Turnus with hate and calumny, thus speaks in reply: Hero of Troy, great in glory, greater in arms, how may I extol you to the sky with my praises? Am I to marvel first at your justice or at your toils in war? We indeed will gratefully bear these words back to our native city and, if fortune grants a way, will unite you with Latinus our king.
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