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A65106 The works of Publius Virgilius Maro translated by John Ogilby.; Works. English. 1649 Virgil.; Ogilby, John, 1600-1676. 1649 (1649) Wing V608; ESTC R34729 215,167 464

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shall I match thy honour with the stars Shall I thy power or justice first admire Humbly our King shall know of thy desire If fortune aid us we shall him perswade To peace let who so will then Turnus aid To build your promis'd city we shall joy And bear upon our backs the stones of Troy All with one voice approve the words he said And a cessation for twelve dayes is made Trojans and Lutines wander here and there Through woods and mountains and no danger feare Now mighty Ashes with the axe resound And Pines that kist the stars tumble to ground Whole Okes they cleave sweet Cedar is orethrown And with wild Ash huge cars continual groan And now swift fame this sad disaster tels Evanders court the doleful rumour fills Which said but now Pallas the victory won Swift to the gates amaz'd Arcadians run And as the antient custome torches beare With a long train of light the wayes appear And all the field with funeral tapers shine Whilst to these mourners the sad Trojans joine Whom when the matrons did behold draw nigh They through the City rais'd a woful cry When no perswasions could Evander stay But in he comes and falling down he lay Fix'd on the herse weeping and groning there And long ere thus his grief he could declare Dear Pallas th' ast not kept thy word with me That thou in fight wouldst not so ventrous be I knew how much new glory would inflame And in first service the desire of fame Woful first fruits too hard such rudiments are In thy first lesson which thou learnst in war No God did hear my prayer nor mind my vow And thou blest wife in death most happy now That didst not live to see this sight whilst I Now do survive my own sad destiny And a most wretched father must remain I should have dy'd and Rutils me have slain For joyning with the Trojans and for me Not Pallas should have been this obsequie Nor will I blame the Trojans nor shall rue Th association which I made with you This chance belong'd to my gray hairs But since Untimely death hath took my son from hence I joy that thousand Volsceans fell before Him leading Trojans to th' Au onian shore Nor other rites dear Pallas shalt thou have Then what Aeneas and bold Phrygians gave What Tarchon and their Captains did ordain Who honouring bear trophies of those th' hast flain For thee a huge one Turnus we had seen If he of equal strength and age had been But I the Trojans keep too long from war Farewell and to your King this message bear That I loath'd life prolong Pallas being gone His valour must a father and a son Revenge on Turnus this remains for him Whose worth hath plac'd in Fortunes best esteem Nor joys of life I wish for but to stay Till I these tidings to my son convay Mean while Aurora cleers the darkned aire And brought to wretched mortals toyl and care Aeneas then and Tarchon on the shores Huge piles erect and as their ancestors Here their dead friends they brought then kindle fire And to high heaven clouds of thick smoke aspire Thrice round about the burning pi●es they goe Gilded in shining arms th●ee fires or woe Mounted on mourning horses they surround A doleful cry they raise l●ud trumpets sound Arms and the earth is water'd with their tears And lamentations scale the highest sphears Some in the fire the Latine spoils do burn Helms swords and reins and wheels from chariots torn Some their friends shields well known in all alarms Cast after them and their unhappy arms Whole herds of cattel and of swine were kil'd And flocks of sheep brought in from every field Their burning friends they view through all the strand And round about the half-burnt piles they stand Nor could be taken off till dewie night Adorn'd high heaven with constellations bright No lesse on th' other side the Latines reare Innumerable piles many interre Many are to the neighbouring confines born And to the city some again return The rest confused heaps of slaughter'd men They burn uncounted and unhonour'd then The spatious fields with frequent fires are bright When the third day from heaven drove gloomy night Mourning they sweep the ashes from the hearth And mingled bones yet warm they load with earth Now in the Court and rich Latinus seat Were loudest cries and lamentations great Here mothers sisters there the woful nurle Children depriv'd of parents weeping curse The cruel war and Turnus haplesse sute That he alone the quarrel should dispute Who hopes to gain all Latium with the bride Fierce Drances urg'd nor could it be denide That Turnus had been challeng'd to the fight These warm debates their Votes made opposite But he stands shaded with the Queens great name And lasting trophies of 's deserved fame Amidst these tumults and commotions great Behold then sad from Diomed's Royal seat Embassadours answers brought they nothing could With so much toyl expence nor gifts nor gold No suit avail'd they must seek elsewhere aide Or with the Trojans must a Peace be made Latinus faints under a load of care Heaven anger and their slaughter'd friends declare Aeneas came by Fates authority Then his great councell all prime nobles he Summond before him at his Royall Court And through full streets to th' Pallace they resort Then first his place old King Latinus took Holding his Scepter with a heavy look And bids his Lords return'd from Diomed say What they had brought and his whole answer lay In order open silence then being made Obeying his command thus Venulus said My Lords Tydides seat we saw and past All dangers of the tedious way at last And kist that hand the Trojans overcame He Argyripa built and gave a name From his own stock now in Apulian Plains A Conquerour he in setled peace remains After admittance we to audience came Gifts we present our countrey tell and name Who rais'd this war what businesse brought us there He full of honour did himself declare Blest Nation of the old Ausonian race Of Saturns realm what chance disturbs your peace And to a war so dangerous doth perswade Whoe're did sacred Trojan fields invade Those I le omit who under her high wall Perish'd by war or Simois drown'd we all Scatter'd throughout the world had punishment Such as would make Priam himself relent Euboick rocks and Pallas cruel star And vengefull Caphareus witnesse are We from that war were driven from coast to coast Menelaus was t' Hercules pillars tost And Ithacus Aetnean Cyclops view'd Why should I mention Pyrrhus realms subdu'de Idomeneus or his Kingdome lost Or Locrians dwelling on the Lybick coast Then the great Generall of the Graecian bands By his false wife was murdred as he lands O're Asia now th' Adulterer doth raign The Gods with-stand my native soyl again My house and Calydon that I should see And still most dreadful Prodigies follow me My friends have wings and soar