Meanwhile, the man of honor, Aeneas, stood
Bare-headed with his right hand out, unarmed,
And called his troops:
"Where bound? Are you a mob?
Why this outbreak of brawling all at once?
Cool your hot heads. A pact has been agreed to,
Terms have been laid down. I am the one
To fight them. Let me do so. Never fear:
With this right hand I'll carry out the treaty.
Turnus is mine, our sacrifice obliged it." (12.427-436)