The wavering multitude is divided into opposite factions.
Confidence cannot find a place wherein to rest in safety.
Yield not to evils, but attack all the more boldly.
Their rage supplies them with weapons.
Angels boast ethereal vigor, and are formed from seeds of heavenly birth.
Don't trust the horse, Trojans. Whatever it is, I fear the Greeks even bearing gifts. -Equo ne credite, Teucri. Quidquid id est, timeo Danaos et dona ferentes