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The works of Publius Virgilius Maro translated by John Ogilby.; Works. English. 1649
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Virgil.; Ogilby, John, 1600-1676.
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acts inflame Neither will strive to raise his own great fame Will he his son the Roman towers envie What strange hope stays him with the enemy Forgets he Latium and those promis'd Lands Let him set saile in brief bear these commands This said he his great fathers will obeys And first on 's feet his golden shoos he tyes Which winged bore him over Sea and Land Swift as the fleeting clouds then takes his wand With which from hell he calls up dismals Ghosts And others sends to sad infernal coasts Gives and takes sleep and seals up dying eyes With this drives winds and through loud tempests flies At last rough Atlas clifts and rockie side Who on his shoulders heaven supports he spide Atlas pine-bearing head black clouds still binde Snow hides his shoulders beat with showrs and wind His horrid beard with crusted ice is froze And from the old mans chin a river flows Here first with wings dispsaid Cyllenius stood From thence then swiftly glides unto the flood Like to a bird which haunts the deeps and nigh The fishie Rocks does with low pinions flie So the Cyllenian race twixt earth and skies Cutting the aire to sandy Lybia flies And from his mothers father took his flight As his wing'd feet did on a Cotage light He saw Aeneas towrs and roofs prepar'd A sword he wore with shining Jasperstard Loose on his shoulders a rich mantle plaid Of scarlet die which wealthy Dido made The thread with fine gold mix'd Who thus did say Thou now uxorious dost foundations lay Of lofty Carthage dost fair seats prepare Of Realms unmindfull and thy own affair The King of Gods who rules both earth and skie To thee from high Heaven sends this embassie And gave command with speed I should convey VVhat Plot what hope makes thee in Lybia stay If thee no glory of such great acts move And thy own fame thou striv'st not to improve Hopefull Ascanius fair Julus view T'whom Italy and Roman lands are due From sight this said abruptly Hermes fled And to thin ayre a farr off vanished At this Aeneas is struck dumb with fear Amaz'd he stood erected was his haire Earnest to fly and leave those pleasant lands Admonish't strictly by the Gods commands Alas what shall he do or which way move Or how begin to Dido mad with love His swift thoughts he divides this course he tries Then that and rapt through all invention flies At last as best on this opinion fals Sergestus he Mnestheus Cloanthus cals Bids private rig the fleet tackling prepare Gather their men and a feign'd cause declare Himself mean while would beauteous Dido move Since she suspected not in mighty love So great a breach and times of best access VVould choose to speak and make his best address VVith joy they execute what he propounds But she who can deceive a Lover sounds The guile at first perceives their future ayme All things suspecting the same impious Fame The furious told to sayle they had design'd Through the whole town she rages vext in minde Like Thyas when the sacred things are stir'd And dire trienials rais'd Bacchus being neard VVhen with loud shouts nightly Cytheron cals Then in such words she on Aeneas fals Couldst thou perfidious use such subtile art Such wickedness and secretly depart Could not our love nor our conjoyn'd right hands Nor perishing Dido stay thee in our lands But thou wilt sayle under the winter star Prepare to sea when North winds frequent are Faithless if no strange country thou should'st gain Unknown seats finde did ancient Troy remaine Through swelling seas wouldst thou to Troy now stand Or fly'st thou me by these tears this right hand Since nothing else remains to wofull me Our marriage our prepar'd solemnity If I have well deserv'd or ought was mine Pity a falling house change this designe If prayers have power for thee I gaine the hate Of all my Tyrians and the Lybick state For thee alone extinguish'd is my shame And what I climb'd the stars by former fame For whose sake leav'st thou dying me O guest That name doth after husband only rest Why live I till my brother raze my wall Or captive I to wrong'd Iarbas fall If I had prov'd before thy flight by thee Had off-spring could a young Aeneas see Sport in thy Palace with thy face and look I should not seeme so captive or forsook She said but he fix'd by commands of Jove His eyes and in his heart conceals his love Then briefly said those many favours I From you receiv'd great Queen I 'le not deny Nor shall I Dido's memory disdaine Whil'st I draw breath or life these limbs sustaine But for my cause I 'le plead that I did plot From hence to steal in secret feign it not I thee to be my wife did never take Nor did I ever any promise make If Fates gave leave to order my affairs At my own will and to compose my cares The Trojan towers I would again erect And the poor remnant of my friends protect Then Priams courts should stand another Troy By this hand rear'd the vanquish'd should injoy But Phoebus now bids us for Latium stand And Lycean lots for Italy command This is my love and this my Country is If Carthage towrs thee a Phaenissian please And the fair prospect of thy City like Why should it trouble you that Trojans seek New seats in Latium and Ausouia gain And why not we in forreign Kingdoms raign Oft as the nights moist shadow canopies The earth as oft as radiant stars arise My fathers Ghost me warning frights in dreams Ascanius loss of the Hesperian Realms And destin'd fields my dear sons injury Jove sent the Gods Embassadour to me Both our heads witness through the aetherial sky He brought commands I saw the Deity Enter these wals distinct his voice did hear With plaints to grieve thee and my self forbear Against my will I Latium seek She turning views him having these things said Rouling her eye each where and round survaid With silent look incens'd then thus begun Thou art not Dardans race or Venus sonne But thee perfideous Caucasus hath bred On cruell rocks and Hyrcan tygers fed Why feign I or why stay for greater woes Turns he his eyes sighs at our grief or shews Vanquish'd a tear a lover pitying VVhat shall I say great Juno nor heaven's King View these with equall eyes true faith is lost In want him receiv'd drove on our coast And fond with him part of my Kingdome shar'd His friends preserv'd from death his fleet repair'd Ah how am I transported with fond love Now Phoebus Lycian lots and now from Jove A strict command the Gods interpreter bears Yes heavenly powrs regards these things such cares Disturb their quiet well â— make no sute To stay thee here nor shall with words refute Goe sayle for Latium Realms seek through the Seas I hope if there be any Deities That thou mongst rocks cruell like thee shalt fall Where oft thou
and their Court Here they at sacred festivals resort And fathers when a Ramme was offered sate As was the custome at long boards in state Cut in old Cedar the Effigies there Of antient Italus Sabinus were Who first set Vines his hook still in his hand Old Saturne and bi fronted Janus stand In th' entrance with some of the ancient straine Who bold in Warres were for their Countrey slaine Then many arms on sacred pillars fixt With captive chariots battell axes mixt Helms and huge bars of gates the posts adorne With darts and shields and prowes from Galleys torne Horse-taming Picus a short garment wore A little shield an augure staffe he bore Whose love when slighted Circe could not gaine She with her charming wand and hellish bane Chang'd to a bird and spots his colour'd wings In such a Temple in th' old Throne of Kings Latinus sate and calls the Trojans in And thus with pleasant language did begin Say Trojans for your City we have known And stock your voyage hath to us been shown What is your sure what cause inforc'd you come Through many swelling waves to Latinum Mist you your course or by some tempest tost For many so in the deep seas are lost That thus you have enter'd anchor'd in our road Nor scorne our friendship know from Saturns blood We Latines sprung who without Laws or tye Justice afford like the old deitie Now I recall but time obscureth fame That old Aruncus said Dardanus came To Phrygian Idas cities from that place To Thracian Samos now call'd Samothrace VVhom now from Tyrrhen Coryths city gone Heavens starry court hath in a golden throne And fills the number of the deities He said then Iloneus thus replies Great King from honour'd Faunus sprung not tost By waves and tempests came we to your coast Nor mist our course we by advice were brought And have with willing mind thy city sought Driven from our realms which once Sol looking down From high Olympus saw of most renown From Jove we sprung the Dardan nation are Proud of their mighty grandsire Jupiter The King himself deriv'd from Joves high race Trojan Aeneas sent us to this place How great a storm cruel Mycene hurl'd On Trojan fields and by what fates each world Of Europe Asia strove if any man Dwell in far lands beyond the Ocean These he hath heard or who so ere resides VVhere hot Sols lines stretch'd out four zones divides Through vast Seas from so great a deluge bore A small seat for our gods a harmlesse shore VVater and aire common to all we crave Nor shall we be your realms disgrace nor have Your glory light nor shall forget your grant Nor Latium irk Troy in her lap did plant I. by Aeneas fates and right hand swear If any try'd his faith or force in war Us many Realms nor slight us that we bring These wreaths and speak like men petitioning And many Nations to themselves would joyne But fate did us unto your shore design Hence Dardan sprung and here returns again Us Phebus did with great commands constrain Tiber to seek and blest Numicus spring Besides small gifts of former wealth our King Presents to thee from burning Troy convaid In this gold cup Anchises Offrings made When Priam Laws establish'd this he bore And he this sacred Crown and Scepter wore And robes the art of Trojan dames At Ileoneus speech Latinus bent A stedfast look and fixt his eyes intent Upon the earth the King not much approv'd Wrought purple not with Priams Crown was mov'd As in his daughrers match he was delaid Fortunes revolving which old Faunus said This was the son fate told from forraigne strands Was call'd with equall auspice to these lands Whose progeny in valour should excell And by their prowesse the whole world compell Then joyfull said you Gods assist our tasks And your owne signe take Trojan what thou asks Nor I despise your gifts rich fields enjoy VVhilst I am King and what you brought from Troy Aeneas if such love he us intend If to joyn leagues he hasts and be stil'd friend Let him approach nor feare our amitie T' imbrace your King of peace shall th' earnest be And to your Prince from us beare this reply I have a child paternall lots deny And many prodigies from heaven debar To match at home a son must come from far This they foretell remaines for Italy Whose stock shall raise our name unto the sky This I beleeve is he the fates require And if my mind prompt rightly I desire This said he chosen horses did command Faire steeds three hundred in high stables stand And bids they should be to the Trojans led Whom gallant trappings grac'd with skarlet spread Gold portalls hung gold did their breast infold And with their teeth they champ'd the burnish'd gold The King a Chariot sent which foure steeds drew Of heavenly race fire from their nostrills flew Of the same kind who were of Circes breed Stole by a Mare leapt with a heavenly steed With these gifts and the answers of the King The Trojans bravely mounted peace did bring But then behold from Argos did repaire Joves cruell wife and flying cuts the aire The Trojan Fleet and glad Aeneas she Saw through the skie as far as Sicily Sees how they houses build and leave the flood Now trusting land with sharp grief fixt she stood Shaking her head thus forth her woes did powre Ah hateful race and Troys fate crosse to our In Dardan fields why did they not expire Or captives took why did not Iliums fire Consume these men midst arms through flames they past My power I feare weary lies down at last And I with hatred satisfied rest I bold these fugitives with waves distrest My self and all the floods against them bent And fury of the winds and waters spent How helpt my Syrts Scylla Carybdis vast Since now through Tybers wish'd streames they have past Free from the Sea and us could Mars destroy The mighty Lapithes could heavens King annoy At Dians suit so much old Calidon What were those great offences they had done But I great wife to Jove unhappy I Left nothing unassay'd did all wayes try Aeneas I am vanquished by thee But if my own power not sufficient be Undaunted aydes I le seek where ere they dwell Will heaven not grant my sute I le raise up hell Grant spight of us he must in Latium seate And that Lavinia shall be his by fate Yet we may work delay in such great things And may destroy the subjects of both Kings Let son and father joyne such rates being paid Trojan and Rutile blood shall dowre thee Maid Bellona give thee nor alone a brand Shall pregnant Cisseis beare to waste the land A Paris and such births she shall enjoy And funerall Fires againe for rising Troy This said she dreadfull to the earth descends And from th' infernall shades and seats of fiends Wofull Alecto calls who breeds sad warre Rage Treachery