WHEN Turnus had assembled all his powrs,
His standard planted on Laurentums towrs;
When now the sprightly trumpet, from afar,
Had givn the signal of approaching war,
Had rousd the neighing steeds to scour the fields, 5
While the fierce riders clatterd on their shields;
Trembling with rage, the Latian youth prepare
To join th allies, and headlong rush to war.
Fierce Ufens, and Messapus, led the crowd,
With bold Mezentius, who blasphemd aloud. 10
These thro the country took their wasteful course,
The fields to forage, and to gather force.
Then Venulus to Diomede they send,
To beg his aid Ausonia to defend,
Declare the common danger, and inform 15
The Grecian leader of the growing storm:
Æneas, landed on the Latian coast,
With banishd gods, and with a baffled host,
Yet now aspird to conquest of the state,
And claimd a title from the gods and fate; 20
What numrous nations in his quarrel came,
And how they spread his formidable name.
What he designd, what mischief might arise,
If fortune favord his first enterprise,
Was left for him to weigh, whose equal fears, 25
And common interest, was involvd in theirs.
While Turnus and th allies thus urge the war,
The Trojan, floating in a flood of care,
Beholds the tempest which his foes prepare.
This way and that he turns his anxious mind; 30
Thinks, and rejects the counsels he designd;
Explores himself in vain, in evry part,
And gives no rest to his distracted heart.
So, when the sun by day, or moon by night,
Strike on the polishd brass their trembling light, 35
The glittring species here and there divide,
And cast their dubious beams from side to side;
Now on the walls, now on the pavement play,
And to the ceiling flash the glaring day.
T was night; and weary nature lulld asleep 40
The birds of air, and fishes of the deep,
And beasts, and mortal men. The Trojan chief
Was laid on Tibers banks, oppressd with grief,
And found in silent slumber late relief.
Then, thro the shadows of the poplar wood, 45
Arose the father of the Roman flood;
An azure robe was oer his body spread,
A wreath of shady reeds adornd his head:
Thus, manifest to sight, the god appeard,
And with these pleasing words his sorrow cheerd: 50
Undoubted offspring of ethereal race,
O long expected in this promisd place!
Who thro the foes hast borne thy banishd gods,
Restord them to their hearths, and old abodes;
This is thy happy home, the clime where fate 55
Ordains thee to restore the Trojan state.
Fear not! The war shall end in lasting peace,
And all the rage of haughty Juno cease.
And that this nightly vision may not seem
Th effect of fancy, or an idle dream, 60
A sow beneath an oak shall lie along,
All white herself, and white her thirty young.
When thirty rolling years have run their race,
Thy son Ascanius, on this empty space,
Shall build a royal town, of lasting fame, 65
Which from this omen shall receive the name.
Time shall approve the truth. For what remains,
And how with sure success to crown thy pains,
With patience next attend. A banishd band,
Drivn with Evander from th Arcadian land, 70
Have planted here, and placd on high their walls;
Their town the founder Pallanteum calls,
Derivd from Pallas, his great-grandsires name:
But the fierce Latians old possession claim,
With war infesting the new colony. 75
These make thy friends, and on their aid rely.
To thy free passage I submit my streams.
Wake, son of Venus, from thy pleasing dreams;
And, when the setting stars are lost in day,
To Junos powr thy just devotion pay; 80
With sacrifice the wrathful queen appease:
Her pride at length shall fall, her fury cease.
When thou returnst victorious from the war,
Perform thy vows to me with grateful care.
The god am I, whose yellow water flows 85
Around these fields, and fattens as it goes:
Tiber my name; among the rolling floods
Renownd on earth, esteemd among the gods.
This is my certain seat. In times to come,
My waves shall wash the walls of mighty Rome. 90
He said, and plungd below. While yet he spoke,
His dream Æneas and his sleep forsook.
He rose, and looking up, beheld the skies
With purple blushing, and the day arise.
Then water in his hollow palm he took 95
From Tibers flood, and thus the powrs bespoke:
Laurentian nymphs, by whom the streams are fed,
And Father Tiber, in thy sacred bed
Receive Æneas, and from danger keep.
Whatever fount, whatever holy deep, 100
Conceals thy watry stores; whereer they rise,
And, bubbling from below, salute the skies;
Thou, king of horned floods, whose plenteous urn
Suffices fatness to the fruitful corn,
For this thy kind compassion of our woes, 105
Shalt share my morning song and evning vows.
But, O be present to thy peoples aid,
And firm the gracious promise thou hast made!
Thus having said, two galleys from his stores,
With care he chooses, mans, and fits with oars. 110
Now on the shore the fatal swine is found.
Wondrous to tell!She lay along the ground:
Her well-fed offspring at her udders hung;
She white herself, and white her thirty young.
Æneas takes the mother and her brood, 115
And all on Junos altar are bestowd.
The follwing night, and the succeeding day,
Propitious Tiber smoothd his watry way:
He rolld his river back, and poisd he stood,
A gentle swelling, and a peaceful flood. 120
The Trojans mount their ships; they put from shore,
Borne on the waves, and scarcely dip an oar.
Shouts from the land give omen to their course,
And the pitchd vessels glide with easy force.
The woods and waters wonder at the gleam 125
Of shields, and painted ships that stem the stream.
One summers night and one whole day they pass
Betwixt the greenwood shades, and cut the liquid glass.
The fiery sun had finishd half his race,
Lookd back, and doubted in the middle space, 130
When they from far beheld the rising towrs,
The tops of sheds, and shepherds lowly bowrs,
Thin as they stood, which, then of homely clay,
Now rise in marble, from the Roman sway.
These cots (Evanders kingdom, mean and poor) 135
The Trojan saw, and turnd his ships to shore.
T was on a solemn day: th Arcadian states,
The king and prince, without the city gates,
Then paid their offrings in a sacred grove
To Hercules, the warrior son of Jove. 140
Thick clouds of rolling smoke involve the skies,
And fat of entrails on his altar fries.
But, when they saw the ships that stemmd the flood,
And glitterd thro the covert of the wood,
They rose with fear, and left th unfinishd feast, 145
Till dauntless Pallas reassurd the rest
To pay the rites. Himself without delay
A javlin seizd, and singly took his way;
Then gaind a rising ground, and calld from far:
Resolve me, strangers, whence, and what you are; 150
Your busness here; and bring you peace or war?
High on the stern Æneas took his stand,
And held a branch of olive in his hand,
While thus he spoke: The Phrygians arms you see,
Expelld from Troy, provokd in Italy 155
By Latian foes, with war unjustly made;
At first affiancd, and at last betrayd.
This message bear: The Trojans and their chief
Bring holy peace, and beg the kings relief.
Struck with so great a name, and all on fire, 160
The youth replies: Whatever you require,
Your fame exacts. Upon our shores descend,
A welcome guest, and, what you wish, a friend.
He said, and, downward hasting to the strand,
Embracd the stranger prince, and joind his hand. 165
Conducted to the grove, Æneas broke
The silence first, and thus the king bespoke:
Best of the Greeks, to whom, by fates command,
I bear these peaceful branches in my hand,
Undaunted I approach you, tho I know 170
Your birth is Grecian, and your land my foe;
From Atreus tho your ancient lineage came,
And both the brother kings your kindred claim;
Yet, my self-conscious worth, your high renown,
Your virtue, thro the neighbring nations blown, 175
Our fathers mingled blood, Apollos voice,
Have led me hither, less by need than choice.
Our founder Dardanus, as fame has sung,
And Greeks acknowledge, from Electra sprung:
Electra from the loins of Atlas came; 180
Atlas, whose head sustains the starry frame.
Your sire is Mercury, whom long before
On cold Cyllenes top fair Maia bore.
Maia the fair, on fame if we rely,
Was Atlas daughter, who sustains the sky. 185
Thus from one common source our streams divide;
Ours is the Trojan, yours th Arcadian side.
Raisd by these hopes, I sent no news before,
Nor askd your leave, nor did your faith implore;
But come, without a pledge, my own ambassador. 190
The same Rutulians, who with arms pursue
The Trojan race, are equal foes to you.
Our host expelld, what farther force can stay
The victor troops from universal sway?
Then will they stretch their powr athwart the land, 195
And either sea from side to side command.
Receive our offerd faith, and give us thine;
Ours is a genrous and experiencd line:
We want not hearts nor bodies for the war;
In council cautious, and in fields we dare. 200
He said; and while he spoke, with piercing eyes
Evander viewd the man with vast surprise,
Pleasd with his action, ravishd with his face:
Then answerd briefly, with a royal grace:
O valiant leader of the Trojan line, 205
In whom the features of thy father shine,
How I recall Anchises! how I see
His motions, mien, and all my friend, in thee!
Long tho it be, t is fresh within my mind,
When Priam to his sisters court designd 210
A welcome visit, with a friendly stay,
And thro th Arcadian kingdom took his way.
Then, past a boy, the callow down began
To shade my chin, and call me first a man.
I saw the shining train with vast delight, 215
And Priams goodly person pleasd my sight:
But great Anchises, far above the rest,
With awful wonder fird my youthful breast.
I longd to join in friendships holy bands
Our mutual hearts, and plight our mutual hands. 220
I first accosted him: I sued, I sought,
And, with a loving force, to Pheneus brought.
He gave me, when at length constraind to go,
A Lycian quiver and a Gnossian bow,
A vest embroiderd, glorious to behold, 225
And two rich bridles, with their bits of gold,
Which my sons coursers in obedience hold.
The league you ask, I offer, as your right;
And, when to-morrows sun reveals the light,
With swift supplies you shall be sent away. 230
Now celebrate with us this solemn day,
Whose holy rites admit no long delay.
Honor our annual feast; and take your seat,
With friendly welcome, at a homely treat.
Thus having said, the bowls (removd for fear) 235
The youths replacd, and soon restord the cheer.
On sods of turf he set the soldiers round:
A maple throne, raisd higher from the ground,
Receivd the Trojan chief; and, oer the bed,
A lions shaggy hide for ornament they spread. 240
The loaves were servd in canisters; the wine
In bowls; the priest renewd the rites divine:
Broild entrails are their food, and beefs continued chine.
But when the rage of hunger was repressd,
Thus spoke Evander to his royal guest: 245
These rites, these altars, and this feast, O king,
From no vain fears or superstition spring,
Or blind devotion, or from blinder chance,
Or heady zeal, or brutal ignorance;
But, savd from danger, with a grateful sense, 250
The labors of a god we recompense.
See, from afar, yon rock that mates the sky,
About whose feet such heaps of rubbish lie;
Such indigested ruin; bleak and bare,
How desart now it stands, exposd in air! 255
T was once a robbers den, inclosd around
With living stone, and deep beneath the ground.
The monster Cacus, more than half a beast,
This hold, impervious to the sun, possessd.
The pavement ever foul with human gore; 260
Heads, and their mangled members, hung the door.
Vulcan this plague begot; and, like his sire,
Black clouds he belchd, and flakes of livid fire.
Time, long expected, easd us of our load,
And brought the needful presence of a god. 265
Th avenging force of Hercules, from Spain,
Arrivd in triumph, from Geryon slain:
Thrice livd the giant, and thrice livd in vain.
His prize, the lowing herds, Alcides drove
Near Tibers bank, to graze the shady grove. 270
Allurd with hope of plunder, and intent
By force to rob, by fraud to circumvent,
The brutal Cacus, as by chance they strayd,
Four oxen thence, and four fair kine conveyd;
And, lest the printed footsteps might be seen, 275
He draggd em backwards to his rocky den.
The tracks averse a lying notice gave,
And led the searcher backward from the cave.
Meantime the herdsman hero shifts his place,
To find fresh pasture and untrodden grass. 280
The beasts, who missd their mates, filld all around
With bellowings, and the rocks restord the sound.
One heifer, who had heard her love complain,
Roard from the cave, and made the project vain.
Alcides found the fraud; with rage he shook, 285
And tossd about his head his knotted oak.
Swift as the winds, or Scythian arrows flight,
He clomb, with eager haste, th ærial height.
Then first we saw the monster mend his pace;
Fear in his eyes, and paleness in his face, 290
Confessd the gods approach. Trembling he springs,
As terror had increasd his feet with wings;
Nor stayd for stairs; but down the depth he threw
His body, on his back the door he drew
(The door, a rib of living rock; with pains 295
His father hewd it out, and bound with iron chains):
He broke the heavy links, the mountain closd,
And bars and levers to his foe opposd.
The wretch had hardly made his dungeon fast;
The fierce avenger came with bounding haste; 300
Surveyd the mouth of the forbidden hold,
And here and there his raging eyes he rolld.
He gnashd his teeth; and thrice he compassd round
With winged speed the circuit of the ground.
Thrice at the caverns mouth he pulld in vain, 305
And, panting, thrice desisted from his pain.
A pointed flinty rock, all bare and black,
Grew gibbous from behind the mountains back;
Owls, ravens, all ill omens of the night,
Here built their nests, and hither wingd their flight. 310
The leaning head hung threatning oer the flood,
And nodded to the left. The hero stood
Adverse, with planted feet, and, from the right,
Tuggd at the solid stone with all his might.
Thus heavd, the fixd foundations of the rock 315
Gave way; heavn echod at the rattling shock.
Tumbling, it chokd the flood: on either side
The banks leap backward, and the streams divide;
The sky shrunk upward with unusual dread,
And trembling Tiber divd beneath his bed. 320
The court of Cacus stands reveald to sight;
The cavern glares with new-admitted light.
So the pent vapors, with a rumbling sound,
Heave from below, and rend the hollow ground;
A sounding flaw succeeds; and, from on high, 325
The gods with hate beheld the nether sky:
The ghosts repine at violated night,
And curse th invading sun, and sicken at the sight.
The graceless monster, caught in open day,
Inclosd, and in despair to fly away, 330
Howls horrible from underneath, and fills
His hollow palace with unmanly yells.
The hero stands above, and from afar
Plies him with darts, and stones, and distant war.
He, from his nostrils and huge mouth, expires 335
Black clouds of smoke, amidst his fathers fires,
Gathring, with each repeated blast, the night,
To make uncertain aim, and erring sight.
The wrathful god then plunges from above,
And, where in thickest waves the sparkles drove, 340
There lights; and wades thro fumes, and gropes his way,
Half singd, half stifled, till he grasps his prey.
The monster, spewing fruitless flames, he found;
He squeezd his throat; he writhd his neck around,
And in a knot his crippled members bound; 345
Then from their sockets tore his burning eyes:
Rolld on a heap, the breathless robber lies.
The doors, unbarrd, receive the rushing day,
And thoro lights disclose the ravishd prey.
The bulls, redeemd, breathe open air again. 350
Next, by the feet, they drag him from his den.
The wondring neighborhood, with glad surprise,
Behold his shagged breast, his giant size,
His mouth that flames no more, and his extinguishd eyes.
From that auspicious day, with rites divine, 355
We worship at the heros holy shrine.
Potitius first ordaind these annual vows:
As priests, were added the Pinarian house,
Who raisd this altar in the sacred shade,
Where honors, ever due, for ever shall be paid. 360
For these deserts, and this high virtue shown,
Ye warlike youths, your heads with garlands crown:
Fill high the goblets with a sparkling flood,
And with deep draughts invoke our common god.
This said, a double wreath Evander twind, 365
And poplars black and white his temples bind.
Then brims his ample bowl. With like design
The rest invoke the gods, with sprinkled wine.
Meantime the sun descended from the skies,
And the bright evening star began to rise. 370
And now the priests, Potitius at their head,
In skins of beasts involvd, the long procession led;
Held high the flaming tapers in their hands,
As custom had prescribd their holy bands;
Then with a second course the tables load, 375
And with full chargers offer to the god.
The Salii sing, and cense his altars round
With Saban smoke, their heads with poplar bound
One choir of old, another of the young,
To dance, and bear the burthen of the song. 380
The lay records the labors, and the praise,
And all th immortal acts of Hercules:
First, how the mighty babe, when swathd in bands,
The serpents strangled with his infant hands;
Then, as in years and matchless force he grew, 385
Th OEchalian walls, and Trojan, overthrew.
Besides, a thousand hazards they relate,
Procurd by Junos and Eurystheus hate:
Thy hands, unconquerd hero, could subdue
The cloud-born Centaurs, and the monster crew: 390
Nor thy resistless arm the bull withstood,
Nor he, the roaring terror of the wood.
The triple porter of the Stygian seat,
With lolling tongue, lay fawning at thy feet,
And, seizd with fear, forgot his mangled meat. 395
Th infernal waters trembled at thy sight;
Thee, god, no face of danger could affright;
Not huge Typhus, nor th unnumberd snake,
Increasd with hissing heads, in Lernas lake.
Hail, Joves undoubted son! an added grace 400
To heavn and the great author of thy race!
Receive the grateful offrings which we pay,
And smile propitious on thy solemn day!
In numbers thus they sung; above the rest,
The den and death of Cacus crown the feast. 405
The woods to hollow vales convey the sound,
The vales to hills, and hills the notes rebound.
The rites performd, the cheerful train retire.
Betwixt young Pallas and his aged sire,
The Trojan passd, the city to survey, 410
And pleasing talk beguild the tedious way.
The stranger cast around his curious eyes,
New objects viewing still, with new surprise;
With greedy joy enquires of various things,
And acts and monuments of ancient kings. 415
Then thus the founder of the Roman towrs:
These woods were first the seat of sylvan powrs,
Of Nymphs and Fauns, and salvage men, who took
Their birth from trunks of trees and stubborn oak.
Nor laws they knew, nor manners, nor the care 420
Of labring oxen, or the shining share,
Nor arts of gain, nor what they gaind to spare.
Their exercise the chase; the running flood
Supplied their thirst, the trees supplied their food.
Then Saturn came, who fled the powr of Jove, 425
Robbd of his realms, and banishd from above.
The men, dispersd on hills, to towns he brought,
And laws ordaind, and civil customs taught,
And Latium calld the land where safe he lay
From his unduteous son, and his usurping sway. 430
With his mild empire, peace and plenty came;
And hence the golden times derivd their name.
A more degenerate and discolord age
Succeeded this, with avarice and rage.
Th Ausonians then, and bold Sicanians came; 435
And Saturns empire often changd the name.
Then kings, gigantic Tybris, and the rest,
With arbitrary sway the land oppressd:
For Tibers flood was Albula before,
Till, from the tyrants fate, his name it bore. 440
I last arrivd, drivn from my native home
By fortunes powr, and fates resistless doom.
Long tossd on seas, I sought this happy land,
Warnd by my mother nymph, and calld by Heavns command.
Thus, walking on, he spoke, and shewd the gate, 445
Since calld Carmental by the Roman state;
Where stood an altar, sacred to the name
Of old Carmenta, the prophetic dame,
Who to her son foretold th Ænean race,
Sublime in fame, and Romes imperial place: 450
Then shews the forest, which, in after times,
Fierce Romulus for perpetrated crimes
A sacred refuge made; with this, the shrine
Where Pan below the rock had rites divine:
Then tells of Argus death, his murderd guest, 455
Whose grave and tomb his innocence attest.
Thence, to the steep Tarpeian rock he leads;
Now roofd with gold, then thatchd with homely reeds.
A reverent fear (such superstition reigns
Among the rude) evn then possessd the swains. 460
Some god, they knewwhat god, they could not tell
Did there amidst the sacred horror dwell.
Th Arcadians thought him Jove; and said they saw
The mighty Thundrer with majestic awe,
Who took his shield, and dealt his bolts around, 465
And scatterd tempests on the teeming ground.
Then saw two heaps of ruins, (once they stood
Two stately towns, on either side the flood,)
Saturnias and Janiculas remains;
And either place the founders name retains. 470
Discoursing thus together, they resort
Where poor Evander kept his country court.
They viewd the ground of Romes litigious hall;
(Once oxen lowd, where now the lawyers bawl
Then, stooping, thro the narrow gate they pressd, 475
When thus the king bespoke his Trojan guest:
Mean as it is, this palace, and this door,
Receivd Alcides, then a conqueror.
Dare to be poor; accept our homely food,
Which feasted him, and emulate a god. 480
Then underneath a lowly roof he led
The weary prince, and laid him on a bed;
The stuffing leaves, with hides of bears oerspread.
Now Night had shed her silver dews around,
And with her sable wings embracd the ground, 485
When loves fair goddess, anxious for her son,
(New tumults rising, and new wars begun,)
Couchd with her husband in his golden bed,
With these alluring words invokes his aid;
And, that her pleasing speech his mind may move, 490
Inspires each accent with the charms of love:
While cruel fate conspird with Grecian powrs,
To level with the ground the Trojan towrs,
I askd not aid th unhappy to restore,
Nor did the succor of thy skill implore; 495
Nor urgd the labors of my lord in vain,
A sinking empire longer to sustain,
Tho much I owd to Priams house, and more
The dangers of Æneas did deplore.
But now, by Joves command, and fates decree, 500
His race is doomd to reign in Italy:
With humble suit I beg thy needful art,
O still propitious powr, that rules my heart!
A mother kneels a suppliant for her son.
By Thetis and Aurora thou wert won 505
To forge impenetrable shields, and grace
With fated arms a less illustrious race.
Behold, what haughty nations are combind
Against the relics of the Phrygian kind,
With fire and sword my people to destroy, 510
And conquer Venus twice, in conquring Troy.
She said; and straight her arms, of snowy hue,
About her unresolving husband threw.
Her soft embraces soon infuse desire;
His bones and marrow sudden warmth inspire; 515
And all the godhead feels the wonted fire.
Not half so swift the rattling thunder flies,
Or forky lightnings flash along the skies.
The goddess, proud of her successful wiles,
And conscious of her form, in secret smiles. 520
Then thus the powr, obnoxious to her charms,
Panting, and half dissolving in her arms:
Why seek you reasons for a cause so just,
Or your own beauties or my love distrust?
Long since, had you requird my helpful hand, 525
Th artificer and art you might command,
To labor arms for Troy: nor Jove, nor fate,
Confind their empire to so short a date.
And, if you now desire new wars to wage,
My skill I promise, and my pains engage. 530
Whatever melting metals can conspire,
Or breathing bellows, or the forming fire,
Is freely yours: your anxious fears remove,
And think no task is difficult to love.
Trembling he spoke; and, eager of her charms, 535
He snatchd the willing goddess to his arms;
Till in her lap infusd, he lay possessd
Of full desire, and sunk to pleasing rest.
Now when the Night her middle race had rode,
And his first slumber had refreshd the god 540
The time when early housewives leave the bed;
When living embers on the hearth they spread,
Supply the lamp, and call the maids to rise
With yawning mouths, and with half-opend eyes,
They ply the distaff by the winking light, 545
And to their daily labor add the night:
Thus frugally they earn their childrens bread,
And uncorrupted keep the nuptial bed
Not less concernd, nor at a later hour,
Rose from his downy couch the forging powr. 550
Sacred to Vulcans name, an isle there lay,
Betwixt Sicilias coasts and Lipare,
Raisd high on smoking rocks; and, deep below,
In hollow caves the fires of Ætna glow.
The Cyclops here their heavy hammers deal; 555
Loud strokes, and hissings of tormented steel,
Are heard around; the boiling waters roar,
And smoky flames thro fuming tunnels soar.
Hether the Father of the Fire, by night,
Thro the brown air precipitates his flight. 560
On their eternal anvils here he found
The brethren beating, and the blows go round.
A load of pointless thunder now there lies
Before their hands, to ripen for the skies:
These darts, for angry Jove, they daily cast; 565
Consumd on mortals with prodigious waste.
Three rays of writhen rain, of fire three more,
Of winged southern winds and cloudy store
As many parts, the dreadful mixture frame;
And fears are added, and avenging flame. 570
Inferior ministers, for Mars, repair
His broken axletrees and blunted war,
And send him forth again with furbishd arms,
To wake the lazy war with trumpets loud alarms.
The rest refresh the scaly snakes that fold 575
The shield of Pallas, and renew their gold.
Full on the crest the Gorgons head they place,
With eyes that roll in death, and with distorted face.
My sons, said Vulcan, set your tasks aside;
Your strength and master-skill must now be tried. 580
Arms for a hero forge; arms that require
Your force, your speed, and all your forming fire.
He said. They set their former work aside,
And their new toils with eager haste divide.
A flood of molten silver, brass, and gold, 585
And deadly steel, in the large furnace rolld;
Of this, their artful hands a shield prepare,
Alone sufficient to sustain the war.
Sevn orbs within a spacious round they close:
One stirs the fire, and one the bellows blows. 590
The hissing steel is in the smithy drownd;
The grot with beaten anvils groans around.
By turns their arms advance, in equal time;
By turns their hands descend, and hammers chime.
They turn the glowing mass with crooked tongs; 595
The fiery work proceeds, with rustic songs.
While, at the Lemnian gods command, they urge
Their labors thus, and ply th Æolian forge,
The cheerful morn salutes Evanders eyes,
And songs of chirping birds invite to rise. 600
He leaves his lowly bed: his buskins meet
Above his ankles; sandals sheathe his feet:
He sets his trusty sword upon his side,
And oer his shoulder throws a panthers hide.
Two menial dogs before their master pressd. 605
Thus clad, and guarded thus, he seeks his kingly guest.
Mindful of promisd aid, he mends his pace,
But meets Æneas in the middle space.
Young Pallas did his fathers steps attend,
And true Achates waited on his friend. 610
They join their hands; a secret seat they choose;
Th Arcadian first their former talk renews:
Undaunted prince, I never can believe
The Trojan empire lost, while you survive.
Command th assistance of a faithful friend; 615
But feeble are the succors I can send.
Our narrow kingdom here the Tiber bounds;
That other side the Latian state surrounds,
Insults our walls, and wastes our fruitful grounds.
But mighty nations I prepare, to join 620
Their arms with yours, and aid your just design.
You come, as by your better genius sent,
And fortune seems to favor your intent.
Not far from hence there stands a hilly town,
Of ancient building, and of high renown, 625
Torn from the Tuscans by the Lydian race,
Who gave the name of Cære to the place,
Once Agyllina calld. It flourishd long,
In pride of wealth and warlike people strong,
Till cursd Mezentius, in a fatal hour, 630
Assumd the crown, with arbitrary powr.
What words can paint those execrable times,
The subjects suffrings, and the tyrants crimes!
That blood, those murthers, O ye gods, replace
On his own head, and on his impious race! 635
The living and the dead at his command
Were coupled, face to face, and hand to hand,
Till, chokd with stench, in loathd embraces tied,
The lingring wretches pind away and died.
Thus plungd in ills, and meditating more 640
The peoples patience, tird, no longer bore
The raging monster; but with arms beset
His house, and vengeance and destruction threat.
They fire his palace: while the flame ascends,
They force his guards, and execute his friends. 645
He cleaves the crowd, and, favord by the night,
To Turnus friendly court directs his flight.
By just revenge the Tuscans set on fire,
With arms, their king to punishment require:
Their numrous troops, now musterd on the strand, 650
My counsel shall submit to your command.
Their navy swarms upon the coasts; they cry
To hoist their anchors, but the gods deny.
An ancient augur, skilld in future fate,
With these foreboding words restrains their hate: 655
Ye brave in arms, ye Lydian blood, the flowr
Of Tuscan youth, and choice of all their powr,
Whom just revenge against Mezentius arms,
To seek your tyrants death by lawful arms;
Know this: no native of our land may lead 660
This powrful people; seek a foreign head.
Awd with these words, in camps they still abide,
And wait with longing looks their promisd guide.
Tarchon, the Tuscan chief, to me has sent
Their crown, and evry regal ornament: 665
The people join their own with his desire;
And all my conduct, as their king, require.
But the chill blood that creeps within my veins,
And age, and listless limbs unfit for pains,
And a soul conscious of its own decay, 670
Have forcd me to refuse imperial sway.
My Pallas were more fit to mount the throne,
And should, but hes a Sabine mothers son,
And half a native; but, in you, combine
A manly vigor, and a foreign line. 675
Where Fate and smiling Fortune shew the way,
Pursue the ready path to sovreign sway.
The staff of my declining days, my son,
Shall make your good or ill success his own;
In fighting fields from you shall learn to dare, 680
And serve the hard apprenticeship of war;
Your matchless courage and your conduct view,
And early shall begin t admire and copy you.
Besides, two hundred horse he shall command;
Tho few, a warlike and well-chosen band. 685
These in my name are listed; and my son
As many more has added in his own.
Scarce had he said; Achates and his guest,
With downcast eyes, their silent grief expressd;
Who, short of succors, and in deep despair, 690
Shook at the dismal prospect of the war.
But his bright mother, from a breaking cloud,
To cheer her issue, thunderd thrice aloud;
Thrice forky lightning flashd along the sky,
And Tyrrhene trumpets thrice were heard on high. 695
Then, gazing up, repeated peals they hear;
And, in a heavn serene, refulgent arms appear:
Reddning the skies, and glittring all around,
The temperd metals clash, and yield a silver sound.
The rest stood trembling, struck with awe divine; 700
Æneas only, conscious to the sign,
Presagd th event, and joyful viewd, above,
Th accomplishd promise of the Queen of Love.
Then, to th Arcadian king: This prodigy
(Dismiss your fear) belongs alone to me. 705
Heavn calls me to the war: th expected sign
Is givn of promisd aid, and arms divine.
My goddess mother, whose indulgent care
Foresaw the dangers of the growing war,
This omen gave, when bright Vulcanian arms, 710
Fated from force of steel by Stygian charms,
Suspended, shone on high: she then foreshowd
Approaching fights, and fields to float in blood.
Turnus shall dearly pay for faith forsworn;
And corps, and swords, and shields, on Tiber borne, 715
Shall choke his flood: now sound the loud alarms;
And, Latian troops, prepare your perjurd arms.
He said, and, rising from his homely throne,
The solemn rites of Hercules begun,
And on his altars wakd the sleeping fires; 720
Then cheerful to his household gods retires;
There offers chosen sheep. Th Arcadian king
And Trojan youth the same oblations bring.
Next, of his men and ships he makes review;
Draws out the best and ablest of the crew. 725
Down with the falling stream the refuse run,
To raise with joyful news his drooping son.
Steeds are prepard to mount the Trojan band,
Who wait their leader to the Tyrrhene land.
A sprightly courser, fairer than the rest, 730
The king himself presents his royal guest:
A lions hide his back and limbs infold,
Precious with studded work, and paws of gold.
Fame thro the little city spreads aloud
Th intended march, amid the fearful crowd: 735
The matrons beat their breasts, dissolve in tears,
And double their devotion in their fears.
The war at hand appears with more affright,
And rises evry moment to the sight.
Then old Evander, with a close embrace, 740
Straind his departing friend; and tears oerflow his face.
Would Heavn, said he, my strength and youth recall,
Such as I was beneath Prænestes wall;
Then when I made the foremost foes retire,
And set whole heaps of conquerd shields on fire; 745
When Herilus in single fight I slew,
Whom with three lives Feronia did endue;
And thrice I sent him to the Stygian shore,
Till the last ebbing soul returnd no more
Such if I stood renewd, not these alarms, 750
Nor death, should rend me from my Pallas arms;
Nor proud Mezentius, thus unpunishd, boast
His rapes and murthers on the Tuscan coast.
Ye gods, and mighty Jove, in pity bring
Relief, and hear a father and a king! 755
If fate and you reserve these eyes, to see
My son return with peace and victory;
If the lovd boy shall bless his fathers sight;
If we shall meet again with more delight;
Then draw my life in length; let me sustain, 760
In hopes of his embrace, the worst of pain.
But if your hard decreeswhich, O! I dread
Have doomd to death his undeserving head;
This, O this very moment, let me die!
While hopes and fears in equal balance lie; 765
While, yet possessd of all his youthful charms,
I strain him close within these aged arms;
Before that fatal news my soul shall wound!
He said, and, swooning, sunk upon the ground.
His servants bore him off, and softly laid 770
His languishd limbs upon his homely bed.
The horsemen march; the gates are opend wide;
Æneas at their head, Achates by his side.
Next these, the Trojan leaders rode along;
Last follows in the rear th Arcadian throng. 775
Young Pallas shone conspicuous oer the rest;
Gilded his arms, embroiderd was his vest.
So, from the seas, exerts his radiant head
The star by whom the lights of heavn are led;
Shakes from his rosy locks the pearly dews, 780
Dispels the darkness, and the day renews.
The trembling wives the walls and turrets crowd,
And follow, with their eyes, the dusty cloud,
Which winds disperse by fits, and shew from far
The blaze of arms, and shields, and shining war. 785
The troops, drawn up in beautiful array,
Oer heathy plains pursue the ready way.
Repeated peals of shouts are heard around;
The neighing coursers answer to the sound,
And shake with horny hoofs the solid ground. 790
A greenwood shade, for long religion known,
Stands by the streams that wash the Tuscan town,
Incompassd round with gloomy hills above,
Which add a holy horror to the grove.
The first inhabitants of Grecian blood, 795
That sacred forest to Silvanus vowd,
The guardian of their flocks and fields; and pay
Their due devotions on his annual day.
Not far from hence, along the rivers side,
In tents secure, the Tuscan troops abide, 800
By Tarchon led. Now, from a rising ground,
Æneas cast his wondring eyes around,
And all the Tyrrhene army had in sight,
Stretchd on the spacious plain from left to right.
Thether his warlike train the Trojan led, 805
Refreshd his men, and wearied horses fed.
Meantime the mother goddess, crownd with charms,
Breaks thro the clouds, and brings the fated arms.
Within a winding vale she finds her son,
On the cool rivers banks, retird alone. 810
She shews her heavnly form without disguise,
And gives herself to his desiring eyes.
Behold, she said, performd in evry part,
My promise made, and Vulcans labord art.
Now seek, secure, the Latian enemy, 815
And haughty Turnus to the field defy.
She said; and, having first her son embracd,
The radiant arms beneath an oak she placd,
Proud of the gift, he rolld his greedy sight
Around the work, and gazd with vast delight. 820
He lifts, he turns, he poises, and admires
The crested helm, that vomits radiant fires:
His hands the fatal sword and corslet hold,
One keen with temperd steel, one stiff with gold:
Both ample, flaming both, and beamy bright; 825
So shines a cloud, when edgd with adverse light.
He shakes the pointed spear, and longs to try
The plated cuishes on his manly thigh;
But most admires the shields mysterious mold,
And Roman triumphs rising on the gold: 830
For these, embossd, the heavnly smith had wrought
(Not in the rolls of future fate untaught)
The wars in order, and the race divine
Of warriors issuing from the Julian line.
The cave of Mars was dressd with mossy greens: 835
There, by the wolf, were laid the martial twins.
Intrepid on her swelling dugs they hung;
The foster dam lolld out her fawning tongue:
They suckd secure, while, bending back her head,
She lickd their tender limbs, and formd them as they fed. 840
Not far from thence new Rome appears, with games
Projected for the rape of Sabine dames.
The pit resounds with shrieks; a war succeeds,
For breach of public faith, and unexampled deeds.
Here for revenge the Sabine troops contend; 845
The Romans there with arms the prey defend.
Wearied with tedious war, at length they cease;
And both the kings and kingdoms plight the peace.
The friendly chiefs before Joves altar stand,
Both armd, with each a charger in his hand: 850
A fatted sow for sacrifice is led,
With imprecations on the perjurd head.
Near this, the traitor Metius, stretchd between
Four fiery steeds, is draggd along the green,
By Tullus doom: the brambles drink his blood, 855
And his torn limbs are left the vultures food.
There, Porsena to Rome proud Tarquin brings,
And would by force restore the banishd kings.
One tyrant for his fellow-tyrant fights;
The Roman youth assert their native rights. 860
Before the town the Tuscan army lies,
To win by famine, or by fraud surprise.
Their king, half-threatning, half-disdaining stood,
While Cocles broke the bridge, and stemmd the flood.
The captive maids there tempt the raging tide, 865
Scapd from their chains, with Cloelia for their guide.
High on a rock heroic Manlius stood,
To guard the temple, and the temples god.
Then Rome was poor; and there you might behold
The palace thatchd with straw, now roofd with gold. 870
The silver goose before the shining gate
There flew, and, by her cackle, savd the state.
She told the Gauls approach; th approaching Gauls,
Obscure in night, ascend, and seize the walls.
The gold dissembled well their yellow hair, 875
And golden chains on their white necks they wear.
Gold are their vests; long Alpine spears they wield,
And their left arm sustains a length of shield.
Hard by, the leaping Salian priests advance;
And naked thro the streets the mad Luperci dance, 880
In caps of wool; the targets droppd from heavn.
Here modest matrons, in soft litters drivn,
To pay their vows in solemn pomp appear,
And odorous gums in their chaste hands they bear.
Far hence removd, the Stygian seats are seen; 885
Pains of the damnd, and punishd Catiline
Hung on a rockthe traitor; and, around,
The Furies hissing from the nether ground.
Apart from these, the happy souls he draws,
And Catos holy ghost dispensing laws. 890
Betwixt the quarters flows a golden sea;
But foaming surges there in silver play.
The dancing dolphins with their tails divide
The glittring waves, and cut the precious tide.
Amid the main, two mighty fleets engage 895
Their brazen beaks, opposd with equal rage.
Actium surveys the well-disputed prize;
Leucates watry plain with foamy billows fries.
Young Cæsar, on the stern, in armor bright,
Here leads the Romans and their gods to fight: 900
His beamy temples shoot their flames afar,
And oer his head is hung the Julian star.
Agrippa seconds him, with prosprous gales,
And, with propitious gods, his foes assails:
A naval crown, that binds his manly brows, 905
The happy fortune of the fight foreshows.
Rangd on the line opposd, Antonius brings
Barbarian aids, and troops of Eastern kings;
Th Arabians near, and Bactrians from afar,
Of tongues discordant, and a mingled war: 910
And, rich in gaudy robes, amidst the strife,
His ill fate follows himth Egyptian wife.
Moving they fight; with oars and forky prows
The froth is gatherd, and the water glows.
It seems, as if the Cyclades again 915
Were rooted up, and justled in the main;
Or floating mountains floating mountains meet;
Such is the fierce encounter of the fleet.
Fireballs are thrown, and pointed javlins fly;
The fields of Neptune take a purple dye. 920
The queen herself, amidst the loud alarms,
With cymbals tossd her fainting soldiers warms
Fool as she was! who had not yet divind
Her cruel fate, nor saw the snakes behind.
Her country gods, the monsters of the sky, 925
Great Neptune, Pallas, and Loves Queen defy:
The dog Anubis barks, but barks in vain,
Nor longer dares oppose th ethereal train.
Mars in the middle of the shining shield
Is gravd, and strides along the liquid field. 930
The Diræ souse from heavn with swift descent;
And Discord, dyed in blood, with garments rent,
Divides the prease: her steps Bellona treads,
And shakes her iron rod above their heads.
This seen, Apollo, from his Actian height, 935
Pours down his arrows; at whose winged flight
The trembling Indians and Egyptians yield,
And soft Sabæans quit the watry field.
The fatal mistress hoists her silken sails,
And, shrinking from the fight, invokes the gales. 940
Aghast she looks, and heaves her breast for breath,
Panting, and pale with fear of future death.
The god had figurd her as drivn along
By winds and waves, and scudding thro the throng.
Just opposite, sad Nilus opens wide 945
His arms and ample bosom to the tide,
And spreads his mantle oer the winding coast,
In which he wraps his queen, and hides the flying host.
The victor to the gods his thanks expressd,
And Rome, triumphant, with his presence blessd. 950
Three hundred temples in the town he placd;
With spoils and altars evry temple gracd.
Three shining nights, and three succeeding days,
The fields resound with shouts, the streets with praise,
The domes with songs, the theaters with plays. 955
All altars flame: before each altar lies,
Drenchd in his gore, the destind sacrifice.
Great Cæsar sits sublime upon his throne,
Before Apollos porch of Parian stone;
Accepts the presents vowd for victory, 960
And hangs the monumental crowns on high.
Vast crowds of vanquishd nations march along,
Various in arms, in habit, and in tongue.
Here, Mulciber assigns the proper place
For Carians, and th ungirt Numidian race; 965
Then ranks the Thracians in the second row,
With Scythians, expert in the dart and bow.
And here the tamd Euphrates humbly glides,
And there the Rhine submits her swelling tides,
And proud Araxes, whom no bridge could bind; 970
The Danes unconquerd offspring march behind,
And Morini, the last of humankind.
These figures, on the shield divinely wrought,
By Vulcan labord, and by Venus brought,
With joy and wonder fill the heros thought. 975
Unknown the names, he yet admires the grace,
And bears aloft the fame and fortune of his race.
The Aeneid of Virgil: Book 8written by
Publius Vergilius Maro
WHEN Turnus had assembled all his powrs,
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