No age shall you forget whilst Trojans shall Plant the fixd Rock of the high Capitol Or Roman Fathers shall the Empire sway But the Rutilian conquerours share the prey And weeping to the Campe dead Volscens beare Nor was lesse griefe Rhamnes found slaughterd there So many in one massackre prime men Serranus Numa mighty concourse then Visit the corps some not quite dead they flore Fresh slaughter warm'd and full streames fresh with gore Messapus spoyles they know and glittering caske And reins recovered by so hard a taske And here Aurora with new light had spread The earth leaving Tithonius saffron bed Now when the Sun had shewd the world againe Arm'd Turnus forth did his arm'd souldiers traine And all the Iron rancks in order sets Each man his wrath with various rumours whets When Nisus and Euryalus heads they bring Fix'd on tall spears and with loud clamouring A wofull sight came on The valiant Trojans the left hand made good The right side was secured with the flood They mighty trenches man'd with all their powers And sad they stood upon their lofty towers When well known heads they saw t' increase the more Their swelling grief flowing with purple-gore Whilst through the fearful town flew swift-wing'd fame And gliding to Euryalus mother came Which from the wretch did straight all heat compell Her yarn she tumbles down her spindle fell Out then with female cries tearing her haire Distract she runs and did to th' works repair Danger of men and weapons she defies Where thus with loud complaints she fils the skies Thus view I thee Euryalus art thou he That shouldst support my age thus leavst thou me Nor to thy mother grant'st one complement Before thou wast to such great dangers sent Ah thou art left to dogs and birds a prey In a strange land nor doth thy mother pay Thee funeral rites nor close thine eyes nor lave Thy wounds nor cover with the vest I have Working both night and day hasten'd for thee Which task in my old age did comfort me Where shall I seek thee in what coast remains Thy mangled limbs what land thy corps contains This the returns for all my love dear son For this have I by land and sea thus gone Kill me Rutilians if you pity have Dart all at me and give me first a grave Or thou great Jove thy self in mercy shew O father this my body hatefull now Unto the Stygian shade with thunder send Since else my woful life I cannot end This pierc'd their souls a sad grone past through all Their courages in war undaunted fall Idaeus and sad Actor by command Of Ilioneus whilst she thus complain'd Mov'd with Ascanius tears lead her away By either arm and to her house convay But now from far loud trumpets terrifie Follow'd with shouts which eccho from the skie The Volsceans haste and straight a Testude form Trenches to fill prepare and works to storm Some entrance seek and strive to scale the wall Where men stood thinnest and the guards but small Trojans on them all sorts of weapons throw And with sharp-pointed spears repell the foe Train'd by long war a city to defend Huge rocks and mighty milstones down they lend To break their fence-work under which they slight All chances and in danger take delight Which now not serves for where they thickest drew On them a mighty heap the Trojans threw Which beat the Rutils down their shield-work broke Nor more the hardy Volsceans undertook T' assault with engines but by open force To drive them from their works On th' other side dreadful Mizentius came Brandishing fire and casts in pitchy flame Messapus that brave horsman Neptunes race Past trenches and did scaling ladders place O thou Caliope inspire my verse Slaughters to sing and funerals to rehearse Which Turnus made whom each man sent to hell With me that wars great circumstances tell For this you know and to relate have power With transomes vast in prospect was a tower A place of strength ' gainst which th' Italians joyn Their force this to orethrow their chief design With stones the Trojans in great flocks defend And from their loop-holes deadly weapons send A brand Prince Turnus cast and blazing flame Fix'd to the work which with the wind the frame Suddenly seiz'd on burning posts fast stuck Amaz'd within all shake and whilst they flock Contriving to escape and make retreit Where was no fire the towre with mighty weight Suddenly fell heaven thunders with the sound Half dead with the vast load they come to ground VVith their own weapons hurt that cruel steel Did guard their breasts they in their bosoms feel Hardly escap'd Lycas and Helenor Helenor the eldest whom Lycimnia bore Bondslave to the Maeoanian King did reare And sent to Troy unlawfull arms to beare With a white shield and sword inglorious yet He when he saw himself with troops beset And Latine bands on every side he found Like a wild beast which hunters do surround Runs on the weapons and resolv'd to die Leaps through the toyles upon the enemie So charg'd the desperate youth upon his foes And where he saw the thickest squadron goes Lycas much swifter through the enemies And through their arms to the high bulwark flies Then strives the tops of the tall works to reach Endeavouring his friends right hands to catch Whom Turnus follows with as swift a course And thus bespeaks Fond couldst thou hope our force Thus to escape This said him hanging caught And down with great part of the bulwark brought A silver swan or hare Joves eagle bear So through the sky trust in his hooked sears Or Marses wolf takes from the flock a lambe Sought with much bleating of the mourning damme They shout they storm to fill the trenches haste And fire-works to the lofty bulwarks cast Ilioneus with a stone part of a hill Firing the gates did bold Lucetius kill Lyger Emathion Asylas did orethrow Chorinaeus This the dart us'd that the bow Caeneus Ortygius Turnus Caenaeus slew Dioxe and Ideas as they did maintain Their towres Privernus was by Capys slain This first a slight wound got from Themella's lance But he his hand did to the wound advance Fondly to bind it when a shaft did glide On nimble wings and pin'd it to his side The breathing places of his soul it found And panting lungs pierc'd with a deadly wound In arms compleat stood Arcens gallant son Of Spanish dye a rich coat he had on A most fair youth whom Arcens sent to have Breeding in Atars his grove near Symeths wave Where pleas'd Palicus smoking altar stands Mizentius laying by his arms commands A sounding sling then thrice about his head He whirls it round and with the moulten lead He piere'd his temples through and from his stand He layes hun weltring on a bed of sand Then first in war Ascanius as they fame A swift-wing'd arrow at the foe did aime Before accustom'd wild beasts to persue And stout Numanus with
arms thus saying he assumes Androgeus glittering shield and crested plumes And fits an Argive sword unto his thigh This Ripheus Dymas all the company Each arm'd himself in recent spoilcs with joy Then mix'd with Greeks wanting our Deity And through nights gloomy shades oft on we fell And many a Graecian soul we sent to hell Some fly to th' Ships and swift to safe shores bend Others with base fear struck again ascend The mighty horse and in the known bulk hide Ah who may hope if by the Gods deni'd Cassandra lo the Priamaenian maid From Pallas temple drag'd her hair displaid To heaven her bright eyes raising then in vain Her eyes for cords her tender hands restrain Inrag'd Choraebus not induring this Willing to die leaps midst his enemies All after rush ' mongst thickest squadrons went Here first by darts from the high temple sent Our own destroy us and sad slaughters make By change of Arms and Graecian helms mistake The Graectans gather stir'd with griefe and rage And for the rescu'd Virgin all ingage Then both th' Atrides and his men drew up Fierce Ajax and the sterne Dolopian troupe So advers winds contest with all their force West South and Eurus on his Eastern horse The woods resound and fomie Nereus raves And with his trydent stirs up dreadfull waves Those we by stratagem had overthrown And by nights help chac'd round about the town Appeare and first they knew our feigned arms The difference of our language and alarms We are ore-powr'd and first at Pallas fane Chorebus was by Peneleus slaine Next Ripheus fell most faithfull to his trust Nor in all Troy was known a man more just Though by the Gods otherwise look'd upon Hypanis Dymas were by friends orethrowne Nor Phoebus Myter could deliver thee Panthus from death nor thy great pietie Troyes ashes witnesse and last flames of mine If in your fall I danger did decline Or Graectan force death had my fate been full This hand did merit Thence with us we pull Iphitus Pelias I phitus age detain'd Pelias a wound he from Ulysses gain'd Hence clamor calls to Priams Pallace there A huge fight was as if no war else-where Nor in the whole town other funeralls So untam'd Mars Greeks rushing to the walls We saw strong gates with testudes they assaile High pillars climb and walls with sadders scale Shields their left hands protect oppose defence ' Gainst darts their right hands seize the battlements Dardans resist down roofes and towres they cast And with such arms since they behold their last Prepare to save themselves in deaths extreams High honours of old Princes golden beams They tumble down others with drawn swords stood To keep the gates and with strong guards make good Courage restor'd we to the Pallace made To joyn our force and give the vanquish'd aid There was a porch with private gates a way Well known in Court behind the pillars lay Often by which whilst Ilium did remaine Haplesse Andromache without a traine Old Priam us'd to visit and did bring Her son Astyanax to delight the King Straight I this way the battlements ascend From whence in vain their darts the Trojans spend There was a towre erected wonderous high And with proud Bulworks seem'd to kisse the skie From whence all Troy accustomed to see The Campe and Navie of the enemie This with my sword I loos'd and on that part Wherre jutting beams did from their mortisse start We gave a shove when sudden from that hight Thundring it fell and on the Greeks did light But fresh men Charge nor stones nor any kind Of weapons ceast mean while Pyrrhus just at the entrance in the passe Triumphs in arms and shines in glittering brasse So in the Spring a sterved Snake comes forth Whom swoln cold Winter drove beneath the earth Now having cast his skin he fresh appears With skining youth and proud his bosome rears In towrie windings to the cheering South His triple stings brandishing in his mouth With him huge Periphas Automedon Achilles Charioteere and Squire comes on These seconded by all the Scyrian bands Who on the roofes cast fire and flaming brands Through strong gates first he with an ax did passe And from the hinges tore down beams of brasse Then hews huge pillars cleaving knotty oke And a large breach with a wide passage broke The house within appears long halls unfold Prtams bed-chamber and the Kings of old The entrance they might see arm'd souldiers guard Within mix'd tumults and loud skreeks are heard The arched seelings howl with female cries And c'amours to the golden starres arise Then fearfull Matrons through vast buildings mix'd The posts imbracing held and kisses six'd With 's fathers strength Pyrrhus maintains the fight Nor guards nor rampires can resist his might Gates with his battering Ram are overthrown And from their hinges Jaumes are tumbled down They force their way the first they meet they kill And royall Courts the basest souldiers fill A soaming river not so fiercely goes When breaking forth his bancks he overthrowes And on the plaines with hostile billowes falls Bearing with him both carrell and then stalls I saw how slaughtering Pyrrhus was inrag'd To enter how th' Atrides were ingag'd The Queen a hundred Ladies Priam view'd And fires he hallow'd with 's own blood imbrew'd He fifty Daughters did with marriage grace Such hopes there was of his illustrious race Beams rich with gold and spoyles fall by their ire And Greeks posses what 's not possest by fire But here you may inquire of Priams fates When Troy he saw was taken and his gates Torn down through all the Court the foe to rage Arms long unworn th' old man trembling with age Girds on in vain a uselesse sword he takes And desperate where the foe was thickest makes Amidst the court under heavens canopie An Altar stood an antient Laurell nigh Imbrac'd the Gods with a declining shade Hither in vain the Queen and Daughters fled But when in youthfull arms she Priam spide Oh! my most wretched husband straight she cride What counsell thee to put on arms did move Into what danger dost thou run dear love These times no such defenders will allow No if my Hector should be present now Draw neer this altar may protect us all Or here in death we will together fall Then she her husband by the hand did bring And plac'd in sacred seats the aged King Behold Polytes one of Priams sons Having escap'd from slaughtering Pyrrhus runs Wounded to seek some sheltring place he flyes Through arms through foes courts and long galleries Whom raging Pyrrhus did with arms pursue Now takes and strikes him with his javeline through At last as in his parents sight he stood He fell and powres his soule out with much blood Here Priam though beset with death abstain'd Neither from language nor his wrath restrain'd The Gods for this who such a bold act dar'd If any power in heaven such things reguard They 'l recompence and due
rewards bequeath To thee who forc'd me see my dear sons death And with his blood the Parents face defild Achilles whom thou father false hast stild Was no such foe to me he blush'd when I Implor'd the law of arms nor did denie Hectors pale corps should have a native tombe And me again sent with a convoy home This said th' old man a feeble javlin threw Which could not pierce his sounding target through But on the bosse did hang the harmlesse speare Then Pyrrhus said this newes my father beare My cruell deeds remember to relate And how that I his sonne degenerate For thou shalt die as soon as this he said Through his sons blood he dragging him convai'd Trembling to th' altars then his haire he wreathes In his left hand his right his sword unsheathes Which to the hilts he buries in his side So finish'd Priams fates and thus he dide Seeing Ilium burn whose proud Commands did sway So many potent Realms in Asia Now on the strand his sacred bodie lies Headlesse without a name or obsequies Amaz'd then first strange feare surrounded me I on my father thought when I did see The equall aged King give up his life With a sad wound and my neglected wife My rifled house and poore Iulus chance Round I behold what force I could advance All weary had forsooke me and leapt downe Or in the flames their wretched bodies throwne Now by my selfe in Vesta's porch I found Helen conceal'd silent on sacred ground Close hid she lay a light those burnings vast Me wandring gave as round my eyes I cast She for Troys fall expects the Trojans sword Greeke censures wrath of her forsaken Lord. Common Erynnis both to Greece and Troy Obscure and hated did at Altars lye My mind inflames rage my revenge did call To give her punishments for my countries fall Shall safely she behold her native soyle A Queen in Sparta triumph in our spoyle Her husband court children and parents see Shall Trojan Dames Phrygtans her servants be Priam by th' sword fall flames destroy his seat So oft with blood the Dardan confines sweat Not so Although no memorable name Have female punishments or such conquests fame Yet I 'le be prais'd to punish nay to kill So curst a wretch I 'll satisfie my will Flames to revenge and my friends ashes please With rage I was transported saying these When my blest mother did to me appeare Never before in night she shind more cleere Goddesse confest such and so great as she Is seen to those above and wringing me Fast by the hand from rosie lips she said Deare Son what rage hath such distemper made Why rav'st thou thus and where are our respects Nor look'st thou first where bedrid thou neglects Anchises now lives thy Creusa yet And young Ascanius which the Greeks beset On all sides round did not I aid afford Flames had devour'd them or the enemies sword Nor Helens beauty blame nor Paris hate The Gods the Gods incens'd o'rethrow this seat And from her deep foundations ruin Troy Behold for all these clouds which thus anoy Thy mortall sight and thus thick mists display I shall remove nor feare thou to obey Thy mothers will nor her Commands resist Here where faln heaps stones torne from stones thou leest Lie mix'd with ashes thus and waving smoke Neptune the walls with his great trident shooke And the whole City turns up from her seats Here cruell Juno guards the Scaean gates And raging from the Fleet her favourites calls Guirt with a sword On high towres plac'd thou mayst Trytonia spie In a bright cloud the cruell Gorgon by With strength and courage Jove the Greeks supplyes And ' gainst Troys arms excites the Deities Fly son thy Labours finish I 'le be neer And safe thee to thy fathers thresholds beare Then she her self in nights dark shades conceal'd And cruell shapes great Deities reveal'd Themselves a verse to Troy And now all Ilium seems in flames to burn Neptunian Troys foundations over-turn As an old ash hath lostie mountains crown'd With frequent axes hew'd with steele cut round By striving swaines she threatning nods and now She shakes her tresses with a trembling brow Till vanquished with wounds she gives a grone And from the mountaine torne lyes overthrowne Thence led by her I passe through foes and fire Weapons give place and horrid flames retire But when to our paternall seats I came Our antient house my father my first aime First sought to carry to the mountaines he Refus'd to live and would no exile be Ilium destroy'd you in whose youthfull veines He said fresh blood flows solid strength remaines Take you your flight If heaven would spare my life these seats for me Had been preserv'd it is too much I see One fall once to out-live this City took Thus let O thus the bedrid be forsook I shall find death pitied by foes who shall My spoiles seeke Losse of Sepulcher is small Hated by heaven uselesse I live since when The Father of the Gods and King of men With thunder struck with lightning blasted me Thus he discours'd and fixt remaind whilst we Are drown'd in tears my wife Ascanius With all the house lest his delayes might us With him destroy tempting to urgent fate Yet he denies fix'd in one posture sate I arm again and wretched wish to die What avails counsell what can chance supply Think you dear Sir I 'le stir you left behind Can such strange words fall from a fathers mind If nothing heaven of such a town will leave And you and yours you 'l to Troyes ruines give That death is neer from Priams slaughter now Pyrrhus will come who at the altar slew The father and the Sonne before the Sire For this blest mother me through sword and fire Didst bring To see my foe within my house My father wife and young Ascanius Behold in one anothers blood ly dead Arm arm the last houre calls the vanquished Let me return and seek the enemie Nor shall we now all unrevenged die Here I gird on my sword my target brace To my left arm ready to leave the place Loe then my wife clings fast unto my knee Just in the Porch and shews my sonne to me Go'st thou to die take us through all alarms But if expert thou 'st confidence in arms First guard this house Ascanius now contains Where father wife once called thine remains At this the house rung with a wofull cry When straight appears a wondrous prodigy Betwixt our hands in the sad parents sight Lo from Julus crown a flaming light Was seen to rise and harmlesse fire did spread With a soft touch and round his temples fed We frighted haste to shake the flagrant hair Water to quench the sacred flame prepare But to the stars Anchises lift his eyes His voice and hands advancing to the skies Almighty Jove if any prayer move thee Look down if we deserve for piety Confirm this signe O father and grant aid
strand Lives young Ascanius draws he vitall aire Whom Troy to thee Of his lost Country hath he any care How doth his fathers or his uncles name Hector his soule to manly acts inflame This she said weeping and spent flouds in vaine When from the City with a stately traine The Hero Helenus Priams son appears He knows his own and to his Pallace steers Our course with joy while his wet eyes afford A liberall teare to wait upon each word Now I acknowledge little Troy and small Pergamus like the great one and did call The river by the name of Xanthus wave And to the Scean gate imbraces gave In their associate City Trojans rest The King receives at ample ports his guest Amidst large halls Bacchus in bowles they taste Cups they present in gold our banquets plac'd One day succeeds another gentle gales Invite to sea soft Auster swells our sails When I the Prophet move this sute prefer O Trojan born the Gods interpreter Thou Phoebus tripods laurell thou the stars Birds language knowst swift wings thy augurers Declare our course all Oracles have said Shall prosperous be this heavenly powers perswade Latium to seek attempt prepared seats Onely Selaeno sings now dreadfull threats Dire rage sad hunger how we shall eschew Dangers so neer and toyles so great subdue Here with slain steeres Helenus as the guise Implores the Gods from sacred browes unties His wreath and by the hand O Phoebus me Leads to thy floores struck with thy Deitie From lips inspir'd the priest then prophesies O Goddesse son for thou must sail through seas This doe the greater auguries designe And King of Gods that doth all fates injoyne By a fix'd law from much take briefly these Safer to search more hospitable seas From Helenus knowledge fate the rest hath hid Saturnian Juno hath my tongue forbid First Italy which thou conceiv'st is neer And fond prepar'st those neighbouring coasts to steer Long wayes unknown divide far distant shores In the Cicilian waves first try thy oars Ausonia's briny flood thy Fleet must goe By Circes Isle and cut those Seas below Before safe lands to plant in thou shalt find And this the Omen fix it in thy mind When at an obscure stream solicitous thou Under wilde okes shalt find a mighty sow Pregnant her farrow thirty laid to rest A white sow a white issue at her breast There ends thy toyle thy City there erect Nor let thy eating trenchers thee deject Fate shall find means Phoebus implor'd will aid But these coasts these adjacent shores evade This Italy fly-wash'd with our swelling tide For in those Cities wicked Greeks reside Naritius here hath Locrian walls prepar'd Idomeneus his arm'd squadrons guard Salentine fields there Melibaeus small Petilia joyn'd to Philoctetes wall But when they ships transported reach the bay And there arriv'd vowes you on Altars pay With purple vailes your cover'd haire attire Lest in heavens honours midst the sacred fire Some hostile face seen should disturbe the signe This pious use impose on thee and thine In this thy chaste posterity instruct But when to Cicilies shores faire winds conduct Opening Pelorus narrow straights then fly The star-board seas and strands long courses ply Through lar-board deeps shave thou the left hand shore Those coasts they say by a vast ruine tore Such change workes length of time asunder start And countries which before conjoyn'd now part With violent waves Pontus Hesperia forc'd From Cicilie Cities and Towns divorc'd Shores interwash since with a narrow tide Scylla the right Charybdis the left side Inexorable guards Thrice she doth drink Vast floods which down to hels darke bottom sinke Then belch'd again lasheth the skie with waves But Scylla keeps her den and lurking caves Ingaging ships in rockie mouthes that gape A female with faire breasts a virgins shape She is above the waste beneath a Whale And to her wolvish wombe a Dolphins taile Better for thee to seek Pachynas strand And with long steerage to Cicilia stand Then once fierce Scylla in vast caves descry Or Rocks resounding with her blew dogs cry Besides if Helenus any prudence hath Phoebus with truth inspire if any faith One speciall charge I presse O Goddesse sonne Again again repeat it must be done Great Juno move with prayers and her adore The powerful Goddesse with free vowes implore With humble gifts subdue victor at last Then steere Italian shores Sicilia past When thou hast reach'd to Cuma and hast found Lakes sacred heard in woods Avernus sound In a deep rock the Prophetesse doth sit Foretelling Fates and doth to leaves commit The characters and names what verse she puts In those she counts and in her cavern shuts Firme they remaine and keep their place design'd Which the dore opening then a whisking wind Disorders and the thin leaves doth dispierce She not collects againe the scatter'd verse Or cares to joyn or place not hearing fate They vext depart and Sybils mansions hate But let not such delayes disturbe thy mind Though thy friends call to Sea and a faire wind Invites with swelling sailes yet first repaire To her and Oracles beseech with prayer Oh let her as she please our fate declare She shall to thee Italy future war Those labours how to beare or wave display And honour'd she shall grant a prosperous way These are the things nor more may I advise Goe raise great Troy by valour of the skies After these hopefull words the Prophet said By his commands they to the Fleet convei'd Ivorie and gold and with a mighty masse Of silver load our keels and Dodon brasse A coat of maile with gold most richly wrought A stately helme with flowing plumes they brought And Pyrrhus arms my fathers gifts who then Recrutes the oars and armeth all our men And horse and riders adds In the mean time Anchises bad prepare Our Fleet for Sea against the wind blew faire Whom Phoebus Prophet with much honour calls Anchises grac'd with Venus nuptialls Twice sav'd from ruin'd Troy th' art heavens care now See thy own Italie and possesse it too But thou must steer much wide of this behold Where those parts are Apollo did unfold Blest with a pious son farewell I stay Too long and comming winds with talke delay No lesse Andromache sad departing brought Vests hid in gold with rich imbroyderie wrought T' Ascanius worthy him a Phrygian cloake And loading him with wealthy gifts thus spoke Take these remembrances my own hand wove The witnesse of Andromache's long love Keep these last last gifts of thine to me O thou Sole Image left of my Astyanax now Such eyes such hands thy face the same appears Who now had been with thee of equall years Then with abortive tears I thus at last Live happy you your miseties are past Us fate from fate commands you rest obtaine Nor must you plow vast billows of the maine Or seek still flying shores of Italy Zanthus effiges Pergamus you see Which your selves built a better fate have these
with cruel war We seek Evander him inform here are Troy's prime Commanders who his aid intreat Pallas amaz'd struck with a name so great Who e're come forth these to the King declare And to our countreys gods a guest repaire Then he receives him with a strict imbrace The grove they enter and forsake the place When to the King Aeneas friendly said O best of Greeks to whom me fortune made A suiter now and olive boughs to beare Nor thee though a Greek Captain did I feare From both Atrides though thou draw'st thy line But me thy own worth th' Oracles divine And antient Kin thy fame through all coasts spread Sent me to thee and fates the willing led Our Grandsire Dardan who built Ilium As the Greeks say did from Electra come He sail'd to Troy she was great Atlas strain Whose shoulders the actherial orbs sustain Mercurie thy father is whom Maia faire Conceiving on Cylenes cold tops bare But Atlas Maia if we credit fame That Atlas got supports heavens starry frame So from one blood the stocks of both divide This trusting I no messenger imploy'd Nor try'd thee first by art but my self came And life adventuring here now suppliant am The same Rutilians which with cruel wars Presse thee when we 're expell'd think nought debars But all Hesperia shall their yoak obey Or whatsoere is washt by either Sea Let us joyn leagues we have stout men of war And valiant youth that long experienc'd are Aeneas thus whilst he all ore survaid The Trojan then Evander briefly said Bold Dardan know how I accept thy choice And meet thy love how I thy fathers voice And face recall and have in memorie When Priam went Hesione to see And Salamina view his sisters court They did to cold Arcadian shores resort Then budding youth had first my cheeks attir'd With a soft doun I Trojan Chiefs admir'd With wonder youthful Priam me possest But most Anchises taller then the rest With great affection did my mind excite To know the man and joyn right hand to right Joyfull I led him round our battlements He a fair quiver Lycian shafts presents And a rich cloak to me taking his leave With golden reins which since I Pallas gave Therefore I grant thy suit and leagues conjoine And when the morn with purple light shall shine I will dismisse you both with aid and gold Mean while since friends you 're here these annuals hold A sinne now to neglect and keep our feast Making your selves to friends a welcome guest Then he commands to bring full bowls and meat And plac'd the Trojans on a grassie seat But to a bed a Lyons rough skin grac'd He brought their Prince and in a chair he plac'd The Priest and chosen youth then altars spread With beasts fat entrails serv'd with purest bread And rich wine fill The Trojans and their Chief Feast with rich offerings and huge chines of beef Hunger appeas'd and feasted to the height Evander said On us this solemn rite By superstition nor by ignorance came To be impos'd From dangers sav'd we do Yearly these honours noble guest renew First on that hanging Rock with torne clifts look And far-off scatter'd heaps that house forsook Stands on the hill whose tops such ruines have 'T was there the monster Cacus had his cave And in those vast recesses his dire face Alwayes he hid the sun nere pierc'd that place Steeming with slaughters fresh on his proud dore Pale heads of men hung in their loathsom gore Vulcan the monsters father fire still flies Black from his mouth he of a dreadful size But time brought aid and one of mighty fame For the revenger great Alcides came Proud with the triple Gerions death and spoile The conquerour drove his cattel to this soile His herds possest the vale and rivers side But furious Cacus lest he ought untride Of wickednesse or villany should leave Four stately oxen from their stalls did drive As many well-shap'd heifers these he hales Lest tracts should be discovered by the tailes Into his den and in the dark rock hid Nor any footstep to the cave did lead But when great Hercules remov'd his herd Leaving those grounds and to be gone prepar'd Departing loud they bellow clamour fills The neighbouring woods they mourning leave the hills One cow makes answer and from hidden caves Aloud complains and Cacus hope deceives But here great rage Alcides did provoke He arms and takes a ponderous knotty oke And to the top of the high mountain flies Now first we saw fear Cacus to surprise And his look chang'd he then East-winds more fleet Hastes to his cave for terror wing'd his feet Shuts himself up and down a huge stone flung With broken chains which Vulcans art had hung With steel and the strong gates guards with a bar Soon Herc'les came and raging every where Sought entrance gnashing of his teeth he turns Now here now there thrice whilst with rage he burns Aventine sought thrice did in vain assaile The marble dore as oft rests in the vale A rising sharp rock with torne clifts there was Behind the cave a fit and lofty place Where birds of prey might build this as it stood To the left hand and leaning to the flood He on the right hand shoves and at the last Tears from the root then down it headlong casts At which great crack the lofty skies did thunder Th' aftrighted streams retire banks flie asunder Then the huge cave and Cacus courts appear The dismal caverns all discover'd were As when the ground torn with an earthquake shewes Infernal seats and doth sad realms disclose Hatefull to deities and all hell in sight Then pale ghosts tremble at the sent-in light Now he surpriz'd with unexpected day Shut up in 's cave Alcides did assay With weapons from above all arms he tries And him with trees and mighty milstones plies He when he could not from the danger break Vomits huge smoak and wonderfull to speak Darkens the place with mist blinding the sight And mix'd with fire thickens black shades of night Nor did Alcides hold but in he broke Amidst the flame and rush'd through waving smoke The den with vapour steem'd he Cacus took In darknesse belching fire and in the lock He whirls him round thrown down he on him lies Grasping his throat and squeezing out his eyes The dark house straight with open doors displaid Back were the cattel and base stealth convaid Out by the feet the ugly corps he drew On 's dreadful eyes enough they could not view The monsters hairy breast and horrid brow And fire within his mouth extinguish'd now These rites this day posterity maintain Ere since which first Potitius did ordain And Hercules priests Penarians did seat This altar in these groves which alwayes great Is stil'd by us and great shall still remain Therefore brave Youth in such high praise ordain Boughs for your hair your right hands cups extend Implore the common god wine freely spend Mixt-colour'd
thy false father bear This said on foot she cuts the yielding aire Out-strips his horse and straight his reins did seise Then with his blood her anger did appease As easie from a rock a Falcon flies After a dove soaring in lofty skies And trussing up doth in his pounces bear Then blood and plumes fall scatter'd through the air Whilst the great sire of men and deities Regardlesse view'd not this from starry skies But stirs up Tyrrhen Tarchon to ingage In cruell fight and urg'd with no small rage ' Mongst slaughter he and slaughtring squadrons rides And by their names his souldiers cheers and chides And those which shrunck to turn again commands And said whence is this fear base Tyrrhen bands What breeds this terror shall a woman beat Our stragling troups and our whole power defeat For what these arms why march you with vain spears You 'r bold at Venus and nocturnall wars Or when for Bacchus sports loud cornets sound Or boards with banquets and full goblins crown'd Th'is all your care and when the Priest approves Entrals and offrings call to sacred groves This said amongst the thick'st he spurs his horse And from his Steed puls Venulus by force And desperate raging grasping of the foe Carries away laid on his Saddle bow Showts heaven ascend the fact the Latins view But through the plaines the fiery Tarchon flew Bearing both armes and man his javelins point Breaks of then in his armes he seeks a joynt To give the deadly wound he strong his hands Keeps from his throat and strength with strength withstands So with a Serpent a swift eagle flies Wreathd in her feet and tallons through the skies The wounded Snake winding himself defends Brisling his scales a hssing tongue extends She with her beake and pounces tears and eats And the soft Ayre with spreading pinions beats Triumphing so bold Tarchon did convey From the Tyburtine troupes the wofull prey Their chiefs example and successe inlarg'd The â—useane courage that againe they charg'd When subtil Arun's one condemnd by fate Did with much cunning on Camilla waight And to dispatch her safest meanes he tride Where ere the Virgin through the troupes did ride Thether by stealth his speedie course he makes Now this way he attempts now that way takes And round about her â—archeth every where Then cruell shakes at her his deadly Speare Chloreus Cybeles priest did then by chance Shining far of in Phrygian armes advance And rid a â—oming Steed whom skins infold Plume wise commixd with orazen Scales and gold In Tyrian purple oravely he did shew And Cretan shafts sent from a Lycian bow Which golden hung at 's back golden his crest His swolne traine rustled and his Scarlet Vest With burnish'd gold drawn in a knot he ties His Coate was wrought rich cuishes on his thighes The Queen that she the Temple might adorne With Trojan Armes or would her selfe have worne The golden spoyle this man of all the foes She singles out t' incounter him she goes And carelesse through whole squadrons made her way Inflam'd with female love spoyle and prey Taking th occasion Arune threw his speare And to the powers above thus made his Prayer Phaebus who swayst Soracte best of Gods Whom first we'adore to whom we burn whole loads Of scorching pines and then passe through the fire With much devotion grant almighty Sire That our Armes may abolish this disgrace Nor I desire the Virgins spoyles to place A Trophy nor at any prey I ayme My other actions shall preserve my name That I may give this Plague her deadly wound Then pleas'd I will return home unrenown'd Apollo heard and partly grants his prayer The other part flyes with the fleeting ayre He grants by him Camilla should be slaine But not to see his native Land againe That the swift winds did carry from his eare Then through the clowds resounds the flying speare The squadrons look about and all begin To cast their eyes upon the Volscean Queene But she did nothing the great sound regard Nor coming through the skie the Lance she heard Till in her naked breast the Javlin stood And thirstie takes a draught of virgins blood Trembling with feare her Ladies all rush in To keepe supported up the falling Queene But Aruns frighted did not now forbeare Basely to fly his joy commixd with feare Nor longer now would trust unto his Lance Nor durst against the Virgins speare advance And as a Woolf when he some shepheard kils Or mighty steere flyes to the lofty hils Before that hostile weapons him distresse And conscious of so bold a wickednesse Cowring betwixt his legs his tayle he casts And struck with terrour to the Forrest hasts So from their eyes affrighted Aruns bends Hasting his flight and mingles with his friends To pull the savlin out she dying tryde But fast the steele sticks in her wounded side Pale she sincks down and cold death seales her eyes And from her cheeks her rosie colour flies Breathing her last to Acca then she spake One most she love'd who alwayes did partake Her cares and councels the most trustie maid Attended her and thus she groaning said Sister I once had strength but now I fall By a sad wound and darknesse covers all To Turnus hast and these my last words tell That he fall on the Trojans to repell Adieu This said no more her reines she guides And though unwilling to the ground she slides Then by degrees benum'd with cold she dies Her yeelding neck now bends her head now lies Prisoner to death leaving her arms diseas'd And life to shades flies with a groane displeas'd The golden stars then mighty clammors smite Camilla slaine afresh begins the fight And a hot charge with all the Trojan force The Tyrrhen Captains and th' Arcadian horse But Opis sent by Trivia undismaid Plac'd on a rising hill the fight survaid ' Mongst cries of raging youth as far of she Camilla punish'd by sad death did see She sigh'd and weeping said ah Virgin such A punishment for thee was too too much Because thou Trojans boldly hast assaild Nor hath Diana's service thee avail'd Or quiver at thy shoulders to have borne Nor will thy Queene forsake thee this a scorne In death nor shalt thou without honour die Nor unreveng'd through earth thy fame shall flye For who slew thee redeserv'd death shall come Under the hill did stand a mighty Tombe For th' ancient Latine King Dercennus made Which high with earth an aged â—â—ke did shade Hither the beauteous Goddesse swiftly flies And Aruns from the Sepulchre espies As him in bright armes swoln with pride she saw Why said she dost thou shun us hither draw Come and Camilla's Legacie receive Diana's shafts shall thee of life bereave The Thracian from her golden quiver drew An Arrow and inraged bends her bow And so much strength to draw the tree she set Untill the crooked ends together met To th iron head her left hand she did bring Her right
Scarce th' old man thus when straight it thundered On the left hand gliding through shades from skies A starre shoots blazing and with much light flies Which we beheld o'r the high roofs to move And our course marking to th' Idean grove Conceal'd it self then in a furrow broke And shining made those parts with sulphure smoke My father now perswaded left his bed Adores the sacred starre Gods worshipped Haste now I follow whether you shall please O save our house and race you Deities This is your Omen Troy is yours O Son I yeild and go now thy companion Then from the walls we hear the crackling flame Louder to sound and neer the burnings came Dear father on my neck your self sustain Lay here your weight such labour is no pain What ever chance one common danger we Shall equall share to both one safety be I shall Ascanius my companion choose Dear wife observe my steps but distance use And you my servants list to my commands Neer Troy a tomb an antient temple stands Of slighted Ceres an old Cypres nigh Which long your grandsires kept religiously By severall wayes to this let us repair OurGods and sacred things dear father beare For me unfit to touch return'd from blood And so great battels till the living flood Cleanse me again Then o're my shoulder and my neck I ti'd Above my vest a yellow lions hide I take the load Ascanius did embrace My hand and follow'd with unequall pace My wife behind we past through parts obscure I who before durst showres of darts indure And adverse ranks of thickest Greeks now feare Each breath of wind the smallest noise I heare Alike both for my sonne and burthen dread I reach the gates long wayes are vanquished When sound of trampling feet our ears invades My father spies them through the gloomy shades And cries aloud O sonne fly they draw neer Their shining arms and glittering shields appear Nor can I give account what God unkind Trembling amaz'd did here distract my mind Whilst uncouth wayes I choose lest the known coast Ah by sad fate I my Creusa lost Whether she dide did stray and tir'd gave ore Her journey but I saw her face no more Nor lookt behind nor mist her till we come To sacred seats and antient Ceres tombe Here we all met one onely thus bereav'd Who me her father and her sonne deceiv'd What God or man did not my frenzie call In question what worse chance since Iliums fall My sonne my father and our Gods I did Leave with my friends and in a valley hid Troy I revisit gird on shining arms All dangers to renew through all alarms Ilium to search again past danger trie The walls I first then gloomy gates draw nigh Obscur'd with night back step by step I went With wary pace and eyes as vigilant Horror each where nay filence strikes a feare Thence home hoping by chance to find her there Through all the roofes the cruell Greeks I had And eating fire rowl'd to the tops with wind Then flames ascend fire towreth in th' aire To Priams seats and pallace I repaire There Phoenix dyre Ulysses guard the spoils In Juno's temple and forsaken isles From all parts hither Dardan treasure came Sav'd from Gods tables temples sunk in flame Goblets of gold rich robes in heaps are laid Youth fearfull matrons orderly array'd Stand round about Bold also I the streets with clamour fill And call through shades ingeminating still Agen in vain agen Creusa Hear To me in quest thus raging every where Appears her shade and sad similitude And her known form a larger shape indu'd Amaz'd struck dumb erected was my hair When thus she spake with words appeasing care Why so much pleaseth thee a task so vain O my dear Lord since thus the Gods ordain Neither must thou transport me from these strands The King of high Olympus countermands Thou shalt long exile plow vast seas before Hesperia's found where through a fertile shore The Lydian Tybers gentle waters glide Glad things wait there a Realm a royall Bride Spare for thy lov'd Creusa tears for I Dolops proud seats nor Myrmidons shall see Or go a slave to Graecian Dames commands Alli'd to Dardan and blest Venus The Gods great mother staies me on these strands Farewell and love our onely sonne Me then Weeping and much prepar'd to speak agen She left in thin aire vanish'd thrice I assaid T' embrace her neck three times the fleeting shade In vaine I with extended arms assaile Which like a swift dream flies or nimble gale Then I revisit night thus spent my mates Where was huge troopes of new associates Men women youth numbers admiring found And wofull vulgar to sad exile bound From all parts met ready with aide and mind To saile what lands soever I design'd When the day starre from high brow'd Ida rise Ushering the morn our gates the enemies Kept with strong guards no hope left I retire And take the hills bearing my aged sire THE THIRD BOOKE OF VIRGIL'S AENEIS THE ARGUMENT TOrne mirtle bleeds slain Polydor complains Not from a tree blood flows but from his veins His rites perform'd they leave the Thracian sh To Delos soile Apollo they implore Phoebus mistook they plant in Creet from thence Admonish'd by a dream and pestilence They launch again a storme at Sea the seats Of Ravenous Harpies dire Celaenos threats Helenus Priams sonne in Epire reignes T' Andromache match'd and Trojans entertaines He shews what coasts of Latium they must steere Aetna the Cyclops Polypheme appeare To sad Dyrachium next Aeneas bends Thence drove to Lybia where his story ends AFter the Gods had pleas'd the Asian State And Priams guiltlesse line t'exterminate Proud Ilium falne Troy smoking on the ground To strange shores divers exiles we are bound By auguries of the Gods and Ships provide Neer to Antandrous under Phrygian Ide Not knowing where to plant what course to run We gather men scarce was the Spring begun When to set sail to Fates my sire commands Weeping I leave the Port and native strands Fields where Troy was exil'd am born through seas With friends my son Lars and great Deities Far off the Thracians plow a warlike land And vast which once Lycurgus did command Troys antient friends joyn'd with associat gods Whilst fortune smil'd here I our first abodes Brought by crosse fates on winding shores did build Which I Aeneades by my own name stil'd To my blest mother and Gods favouring Our enterprise and to heavens mighty King Upon those shores a snowy bull I slew By chance a hill was nigh where Cornel grew Whose top rough mirtle with thick prickles bore I went and from the earth green branches tore That I with verdant bowes might th' altars dresse A prodigy no language can expresse I saw From the first plant which up I tore The roots being broke drops gush'd of purple gore And stain'd the earth with blood cold fear my knees Did shake my veins congeal'd with terror
proud with honours thus assign'd Their temples they with rosie Garlands binde When from the dire rock scarce with much art clear'd Sergestus his scorn'd ship unhonour'd steer'd His oars being broke weak with one single rank Such in the way a Serpent on a bank Ore whom oblique swift brazen wheels have gon Or passenger left half-dead hurt with a stone Flying in vain he long contortions wrests Part fierce with burning eyes and hissing crests Rising aloft part main'd a wound with-holds Tangling in knots his own coile him infolds With such a rowing his slow ship made way Yet sayl'd she with full sailes possest the bay The Prince the promis'd gift Sergestus gave Glad he his ship and friends so well did save Pholoe a Cretan borne who skill profest In Pallas art two twins hung at her brest Pious Aeneas this sport finish'd led To a green plain which woods incompassed With trending hils the vale a Theater crown'd The Heroe here with many thousands round About him plac'd did his high Chair ascend Here those who would in the swift race contend He with rewards invites and prises fix't Trojans Sicanians come from all parts mixt Nisus Euryalus first Euryalus most fair and youthfull was Whom Nisus dearly lov'd next him took place Royall Diores Priam's famous stem Salius and Patron next conjoyn'd with them From Epire this Arcadia that descends Helymus Panopes old Acostes friends Sicilian youths in woods accustom'd came And many more buried in obscure fame To them thus spake the Prince Hear and regard None shall depart from hence without reward Two pollish'd Gnossian spears I shall afford And with a silver hilt a two edg'd sword This honour each shall have and I allow The first three shall with olives binde their brow I to the first a brave horse furnish'd yield The next an Amasonian quiver fill'd With Thracian shafts the belt a golden one Fast with a button of a polish'd stone This Graecian helmet shall the third content Thus having said they to their station went The signall heard the bar forsook they came Like a swift showre and at the goal they aime First Nisus gains the start of all by far Not swifter winds nor wings of lightning are Next him but at great distance followed next Salius and after him a space betwixt Euryalus was third Helymus Euryalus pursues next whom Diores hasts now side by side did come Strikes foot by foot and had there been more space Had got before or doubtfull left the race Now to the end they came and tir'd drew neer When Nisus in the blood of a slain steer VVhich wet the verdant grass unluckie slides Here as the young man now a victor prides Tripping his steps could not recall agen But fell in sacred gore and mud unclean Yet not unmindfull of Euryalus love Rising he gave to Salius a shove And tumbling with him on the hard sand laid Euryalus got first by Nisus aid Out-stripping all with shouts and joyfull cries Helymus next Diores the third prise Here Salius makes the Theater to ring Moving the Fathers with loud clamouring To grant those honours he 's bereav'd on thus Beauty sweat tears defend Euryalus Vertue with beauty joyn'd more gratefull is Diores helps aloud who the last prise If Salius got the first had won in vain Then spake Aeneas Firme your gifts remaine None shall remove the palme but I may yet My hapless friends mischance compassionate Then a huge lions hide he Salius gave Rich-fur'd with golden claws If vanquish't have These things said Nisus and such pity be On them that fall what gift's reserv'd for me VVho with applause had the prime honour got Had I not met with Salius spightfull lot This saying he his limbs and face defil'd VVith foul mud shew'd The best of Princes smil'd Bids the shield give him Didymaon wrought VVhich he from Neptun's sacred pillar brought The brave youth this fair present satisfies After the course was done dispos'd each prise Now come the stout whose bosomes courage fill And for the prize now shew their strength and skill This said two honours for the fight are plac'd A Bull the victors gold and garlands grac'd A sword and helme to cheer him got the worst Straight from the throng then mighty Dares burst And his vast limbs with great applause were shown He oft with Paris did contend alone He huge siz'd Butes at great Hectors tombe VVho from Amycus of Bebricia come Did overthrow and with his conquering hands Measur'd his length upon the yellow sands Such Dares for the fight his head rais'd high Shews his broad shoulders and alternatly Swings his extended arms and beats the winds His match is sought none that great concourse findes Dares take the Cestus or himself present To bear the palm from all he confident Before Aeneas stood nor more delay'd His left hand holding the bulls horne then said Great Goddess son if no man dare resist VVhy stand I here command I be dismist And grant the prise Trojans with one consent Cry'd he the man should promis'd gifts present Here old Acestes chides Entellus as Near plac'd they sate on beds of verdant grass Entellus valiant'st Hero once in vain If thou let him untride such honour gain VVher 's now thy God and Master Erix name In slight regard and where is now thy fame Through Sicilie spread and spoyls hung on thy walls Then he Not love of praise and glory failes VVeaken'd by fear but me cold blood restrains Benumb'd with age and weakeness in my veins Had I that youth which he with insolence Doth triumph in from me long parted since Gifts should not draw me nor would I regard A goodly steer nor stand upon reward Two mighty bats he casts in this being said With which the cruell Erix oft had plaid And tride th' hard skins All were astonished Seven huge bull hides sow'de stiffe with ir'n and lead Dares was most dismaid and long denies The mighty weight great Anchisiades And immense fouldings here and there did roule While in such words the old man spake his soule Had any seen those clubs Alcides bore And cruell battell fought upon this shore These arms thou seest which blood and brains yet smear Thy cosen Erix in times past did bear With these cop'd Hercules I with these did fight Whil'st blood gave better strength before the spight Of envious age had silver'd thus my brows If Trojan Dares shall my arms refuse If so Aeneas and the King shall please We 'le match our arms for thee I 'le these release Fear not lay by thy Trojan arms This said His thick lin'd vest he from his shoulders laid His huge limbs bones and brawnie muscles shew'd Then midst the place a mighty man he stood When Prince Aeneas equall clubs commands And weapons match'd he puts into their hands Each stood prepar'd themselves then raising high Boldly they lift their arms unto the skie Far back they draw their tall heads from the stroak They joyne in fight and blows
the rear Alternate orbs with wheeling they include Now arm'd they seem to fight and now subdu'de They make retreat then cheer'd they turn the lance And peace concluding equally advance As once the Labyrinth in high Crete fame says A thousand turnings had with doubtful ways Which did no signe unto the followers leave But with perpetual errors did deceive So youthful Trojans wheet and in that sort They flight and battell interweave with sport As Dolphins who the swelling waves divide In Lybick seas and wanton in the tide Ascanius when long Alba he did frame Did first appoint this custome and this game And th' ancient Latins taught to celebrate What he and Trojan youth did th' Alban state Their off-spring shew'd this greatest Rome from hence Receiv'd and kept those honours ever since The game Troys youthful troops the Trojan names Thus finished he his blessed fathers games Here first inconstant fortune chang'd her brow Whilst they with various rites perform'd their vow From heaven Saturnian Iuno Iris sent To th' Ilian Fleet winds breathing as she went Revolving much nor was her ancient spleen Yet satisfi'd the Virgin swift unseen Streight through the bowe of thousand colours flies The shores she views and mighty concourse spies The port forsook all from the Navy gone But far off Trojan dames she saw alone Who mourn'd Anchises and the deeps survaid And weeping ah so many floods they said And shoals must yet the weary passe all pray For seats toyld with the troubles of the sea Skilful in mischief in ' mongst these she prest And lays aside her goddesse forme and vest And streight old Beroe Dorycles wife became Who once had children honour and great fame And thus she did midst Ilian dames declare O wretches whom no Graecian in this war Vouchsaf'd to kill at home unfortunate For what sad end are you preserv'd by fate Since Troys destruction now seven years are past Whilst we by seas dire rocks and countreys vast Raiâ—ing new Stars are born through floods whilst we Involv'd with waves seek flying Italy Fraternal Erix kind Acestes strands To plant in build a city who withstands O country and our Gods preserv'd in vain Shall no place Troy be stil'd shall we again Hectorian streams nor Xanthus Symois see Come this unhappy Navy burn with me In sleep to me Cassandra did appear She brought me fire and said Your Troy seek here This is your seat now is the time to act Neptunes four altars see let 's not protract The God himself courage and brands affords Then cruel fire she snatch'd using these words And far off bran dishing she casts the flames Rais'd and astonish'd are the Ilian dames Here one call'd Pyrgo who by age took place Nurse to so many of great Priams race Said This not Beroe Dorycles wife nor this A Rhetian dame here divine beauty is Mark her bright eyes and breath behold her face Her voyces accent and her stately grace I now left Beroe sick much griev'd that she Should only from such offering absent be Nor could t' Anchises bring due sacrifice Such things she said But they the Fleet behold with cruel eyes Doubtful 'twixt woful love of present seats They stood or lands to them design'd by fates When with spread wings to heaven the Goddesse glides And the great bow under the clouds divides Inrag'd and wondering then the Ilian dames With great noise snatch from private harths the flames Some altars spoile and boughs leaves fire-brands threw ' Mongst painted sterns banks oars with loose reins flew Vulcan inrag'd When to Anchises tombe And to the theater Eumelus did come From the fire'd navy and such tidings told Then they in clouds black rising smoke behold And first Ascanius sprightly as he did His troop lead to the camp disturbed rid Nor by his fearful tutors could be staid What new rage whither now what mean ye said Ah wretched women you your own hopes burn Not th' enemies camp to your Ascanius turn And at their feet his empty helm he cast Which personating war his forehead grac'd Aeneas hastes with him the Trojan bands But they amaz'd fled scatter'd through the strands To woods and hollow rocks their minds restor'd They know their own their enterprise abhor'd And Juno now is shaken from their breast But not those untam'd fires could be supprest Tow smothering lives under the sappy oke The vessels catching vomit gloomy smoke The cruel plague seiz'd the whole Fleet at length ' Gainst rivers pow'r and all the Hero's strength Pious Aeneas then his garments rends And to the Gods for aid his hands extends All-potent Jove if all the Trojans be Not in thy hate if antient Pietie Humane affairs regards these flames destroy O father save the poor remains of Troy Or if deservd with thunder strike me dead And now orewhelm with thy right hand Scarce said When a black tempest rag'd a mighty rain Fell without mean the mountains all the plain With thunder shook condensing Auster sent A most black storm through the whole firmament The decks are fill'd Oke once half burnt growes moist Untill the flame was quenchd four only lost Sav'd from that plague But Prince Aeneas here Shook with the bitter chance now here now there Great cares revolving in his breast if he Mindlesse of fates should plant in Sicilie Or take Italian shore Old Nautes said Whom Pallas with much art had famous made Then to the Prince What ere the mighty ire Of gods portend or what the fates require We must endure Comforting he begun Thus to Aeneas O thou Goddesse son Let us obey the fates whatever chance All fortunes vanquish'd are by sufferance Trojan Acestes of a race divine Unto thy counsels an associate joyn Let him receive thy lost ships companies And those now tir'd with thy great enterprise The weary matrons and old men select The weak and those whom dangers now deject Here let them plant and here a city frame And from Acestes give the walls a name He with these words of his old friend was cheerd Yet in his breast still many cares appear'd When nights black chariot had possest the pole From thence he saw descend Anchises soule And pouring forth such voyces did appeare O son then life whilst life remain'd more dear O son bosied in Trojun fates I am By Joves command sent hither who from flame Preserv'd thy ships and pitied from the sky Old Nautes counsel take for Italy And bold youth choose a race thou must orecome Cruel by use of war in Latium But first to Pluto's dismall courts repair And deep Avernus where my dwellings are I am not with sad shades in implous hell But with the blest in glad Elizium dwell Chast Sybil shall conduct thee to the place With much blood of black sheep there all thy race And new seats thou shalt know and now farwell Moyst night hath reach'd her vertick parallell The cruell East blows me with panting steeds He through thin aire like smoke thus saying speeds
Aeneas then Where hastes thou to what place Whom dost thou fly why driven from our embrace This said he ashes stirs and cover'd fire The Trojan lar and in old Vestas quire Suppliant with holy bread and full cups bends Acestes raising first and next his friends Both his dear fathers will and Joves command Declares and what shall now resolved stand Nor more advice these did Acestes grant They place the matrons willing People plant A city gave souls ignorant of great fame Ships half-consum'd repair new bancks they frame Oars cables fit but few their numbers are But of most lively courages in war Mean while Aeneas plows their city wals Houses allots this Troy that Ilium calls Acestes joys in his new realms and draws A Forum out gives Conscript fathers laws On Erix top a fane nigh heaven was rear'd To Venus and a sacred grove prepar'd And a Priest added to Anchises tombe And now the ninth day of their feast was come Altars they grace when soft gales calm the main And breathing Auster cals to Sea again Through trending shores complainings loud ascend Both day and night they with embraces spend Those Women now To whom before the Sea Seem'd rough nor could endure the Deitie Would fly and every danger now contemn With kind words good Aeneas comforts them And weeping recommends t' Acestes care To storms a lamb three calvs to Erix are Offer'd and then loose cables he commands And on the prow crown'd with cut Olive stands Holding a bowl and in the swelling brine He entrals casts and powrs forth liquid Wine Fair gales attend his sterne the sailers sweep The curled waves and brush the azure deep But Venus mean while exercis'd in cares To Neptune spake and such complaints declares Juno's sad wrath and unappeased breast Makes me descend to thee with this request Whom neither time nor Piety can move Nor fates can quiet nor commands of Jove Was 't not enough with fierce spleen to destroy The Phrygian city poor remains of Troy To force through miseries but bones and dust She persecutes can such a rage be just Thou know'st what storms on Lybian seas did rise By her commands commixing waves and skies And with Aeolian gusts what hils she rais'd Thus daring in thy realms Ah shame behold the Trojan Dames she drove To fire their Fleet and their ships lost did move Their friends to leave them on strange shores I crave Those yet remain may through their billows have Safe passe Laurentian Tyber touch if I Those wals require granted by destiny The deep seas Tamer then O Erycine Trust to our Realms from whence thou draw'st thy line I also have deserv'd who did withstand Heaven and seas rage so oft nor lesse by land My care of thy Aeneas witnessed Symois Xanthus when the Trojans fled Trembling before Achilles to their wals Who many thousands sent to funerals Full rivers groan'd nor Xanthus to the Seas Could find his course from strong Aeasides I in a hollow cloud brought off thy son Weaker in strength and Gods destruction Wishing that perjur'd Troy these hands did rear My mind is still the same then banish fear He shall in safety touch th' Avernidâ— coast One only shall he misse in th' Ocean lost One life for many must be paid At this the goddesse sad care intermits The God his steeds conjoyns and foamy bits Adds to the fierce and with ejected rein His azure chariot hurries o're the main Billows give place under his loud axe lie Waves level'd now and stormes forsake the sky Then varied shapes and mighty whales appear Old Glaucus troops Inons Palamon there The active Tritons Forcus finny train Upon the left hand of th'appeased main Thetis Thalia Spio Panope Melite Nise and Cymodoce Here Prince Aeneas flattering joys did find At last to raise his long dejected mind Then cheerfull to the sailors gave command To rear the top masts to their tackling stand All pull at once larboard and starboard hale Unfurl the shetes and hoyst the lofty sail The wish'd gale drives them Palinure preceds And being admirall the squadron leads All steer as he commands And now moyst night Had almost touch'd mid heavens vertick height The sailor on hard benches ' mongst his oars His weary limbs with quiet rest restores When from aetheriall stars soft Somnus glides Removes the airy darknesse shades divides With a sad dream poor Palinure to thee Upon the high sterne sate the deitie Like Phorbas and with these words did appear Palinure the sea it self thy ship will steere A soft gale breaths there is a time to rest Lie down steal sleep for eyes with toyl opprest And I thy charge shall for a while supply Palinure then said scarce lifting up his eye Wouldst thou I should a quiet sea beleeve To this inconstant monster credit give Should I Aeneas to false Auster leave And serene skies that me so oft deceive This said he fix'd unto the rudder lies Holds fast and on the stars he held his eyes The God behold in Lethe steep'd a bough Sleepy with Stygian strength shakes o're his brow And wandring eyes of him resisting clos'd Scarce were his nerves in quiet slumber loos'd Leaning that part being loose on which he stood He with the helm fals in the briny flood And oft in vain to his companions cries With wings the God mounts the aetherial skies Fearlesse the ship not slower a safe course sailes Nor in in his promise father Neptune failes Neer Syrens rocks once dangerous now they stood White with the bones of men beat with the flood Hoarse waves resound but when the Prince perceiv'd The ship to wander of her guide bereav'd Through nightly waves he did the helm attend Much sighing the misfortune of his friend O Palinure trusting fair feas and skie Thou naked on some coast unknown must lie THE SIXTH BOOK OF VIRGIL'S AENEIS THE ARGUMENT At Sybils cave Aeneas asks his fates Inspir'd she answers through a hundred gates Misenus rites the golden bough is found Hells dismal passage and the Stygian sound Rude Charon pleas'd a sop loud Cerberus takes Sad souls hem'd in with nine infernal lakes Dido is seen Deiphobus appears Hell and Elizium Every thousand years Souls Lethe drink and bodies reassume Anchises shews his son those Lords of Rome Must spring from him their character relates And after lets him forth at ivory gates THus he said weeping and with full saile stands Gliding at last to the Euboick strands They turn from Sea their prows their ships they moare And the tall Navy guards the winding shore The glad vouth leap'd on land streight some desire To force from flint the hidden seeds of fire Some teare the shelters of wild beasts the woods Whilst others looke about for fresher floods But good Aeneas sought high towrs which have Phoebus their Lord dread Sibills woundrous cave Secrets remote on whom the God bestows An ample mind and future things foreshews To Dians growes and golden roofs they came Daedalus flying Minos
some shady wood To her first Lord Sichaeus she repaires Who answers all her love and meets her cares Aeneas no lesse strucken with these woes Follows with tears lamenting as he goes Thence on they passe to fields remote they went And Groves where souls renown'd in war frequent Valiant Parthenopus and Tydeus here With pale Adrastus shade did first appear Those much above lamented in a train He all those Dardans saw in battel slain Glaucus and Medon Thersilocus he moans Polybetes Ceres Priest Antenors sons Idaeus in 's chariot arm'd thick souls frequent Now on each hand nor i' st sufficient To see him once to tary they desire And walk with him his coming they inquire But the Greek Captains Agamemnon's bands Viewing the mans bright arms through shadie strands Shake with huge feare part as in times past fly To seek their ships part raise a feeble cry And the rais'd clamour in the utterance dies Here Priams son Deiphobus he spies Wounded all ore his mangled face appears His face and hands his head dispoil'd of ears With a dishonour'd wound his ravisht nose Him pale and dire wounds hiding scarce he knowes At last with known voice spake O valiant Deiphobus of Teucers high descent Whom could such cruel punishments delight Who had the power that last and woful night I heard that thou with Graecian slaughter tir'd Upon a heap of confus'd corps expir'd An empty tombe I on the Rhetian coast Have rear'd and thrice aloud implor'd thy Ghost There are thy arms and name but thee not found I could not bury friend in native ground Then he Nothing dear friend didst thou neglect All rites are paid my tombe thou didst erect But my own fates curst Helen me bereft Drown'd in these woes and she these monuments left For as thou knowst we past with false delight Never to be forgot that last sad night When through great Troy the fatal horse did come And pregnant with an army in his wombe She fain'd a dance and Phrygian dames in wild Orgies she led amidst a huge torch held And cals the Grecians from a battlement Tird with my cares and drowsie then I went To my unhappy bed where in calme rest I slept as with the charms of death possest Mean while my dear wife took my arms away And from my head did my good sword convay Opens the gates lets Menelaus in Hoping by this great act his love to win And past offences to extinguish thus They rush in to be brief with Ithacus Plotter of mischief heaven such Greeks repay If for revenge with pious lips I pray But tell what chance thee living hither sent Driven by storms or by the gods consent Or by what fortune brought that thou resorts To these dark places sad and dismal courts By this the morn in her bright chariot ran Betwixt the poles to heavens Meridian And th' whole time granted they had thus delaid But Sybil them advis d and briefly said Night hastes O Prince and houres in weeping glide This is the place where the two wayes divide the right which to great Pluto's Pallace bends T' Elizum leads the left to hell descends Where wicked men receive their punishment Deiphabus said great Priestesse be content I shall depart and fill in shades the list But go you on and better fates assist This said he takes his leave On his left side Aeneas then under a Rock espide A mighty fort surrounded with three wals Where Phlegeton with a swift current fals Of flaming waves rowling huge stones along The gates on adamatine pillars hung No strength of men of steel nor gods has power This to destroy high stands the brazen towre Girt in a bloody robe Tisiphone keeps The entrance night and day and never sleeps Hence cruel lashes sound and groaning pains Clashing of steel and ratling of huge chains Amaz'd Aeneas stands and frighted said What dreadful sights are these declare O maid What are these tortures whence these hideous cries Renowned Trojan Sybill then replies In this dire place none but the guilty are When Hecate left these dark groves to my care She shew'd me all their pains and lead each way Stern Gnossian Radamanth these realms doth sway Hears and corrects their crimes forcing to tell What they ' mongst mortals vainly did conceal Sins which at late death unrepented were Then fierce Tisiphone makes the guilty fear Shaking her whip from her left hand extends Her twisted snakes and cals the cruel friends On groning hinges then th' inchanted gates Are open'd straight seest thou what porter waits In th'entrance there what monster keeps the dore Hydra with fifty ugly jawes one more Cruell then this by far within doth dwell Whence two steepe wayes lead headlong down to hell So far it doth beneath earths surface lye As tall Olympus thrusts into the sky Here young Titanians are earths ancien race Struck down with thunder to the lowest place There saw I both th' â—â—lodies those vast Gyants who strove heavens fabricks to have raz'd And Jove t' have thrust from heavens high Monarchie And saw Salmonius in great tortures lie Whil'st he heavens fire and thunder imitates Brandishing flames and through the Grecian states Borne on fowre steeds proudly through Elis drives With fond pretence to heavens prerogatives Who did in imitable fire and raine With brasse and speed of horne hoof'd horses feign Then through the clouds from Jove almighty came A dart he sends no brands nor earthy flame And headlong him with inrag'd whitlwinds queld Th'all bearing earths son Tityus I beheld There whose vast corps did nine whole acres fill And a huge vulture with a hooked bill His bowels and immortall liver search'd Fresh food for pains and on 's breast tiering peach'd To his renewing veins allows no ease What need I mention both the Lapithes A black stone seems now falling on their heads Golden frames shine with high and geniall beds Before them cates with kingly luxuries But not far off the greatest furie lies Forbids to eat and rising from the ground Swings her black torch and makes a thundring sound Here those who living did their brothers hate Murther'd their sires to clients us'd deceit Or who alone brooding on riches lie Lending to none the greatest companie Who slain for lust who impious arms persu'd Nor fear'd the trust of Princes to delude Here meet their dooms Seek not these woes to sound Nor by what way fate did their souls confound These roll huge stones and stretch'd on wheels do lye There Theseus sits and shall eternally Aloud through shades sad Phlegyas warning cries Admonish'd justice learn nor Gods despise This to a potent Prince his country sold And laws enacted and repeal'd for gold This beds his daughter and no incest spar'd All dar'd strange crimes and thriv'd in what they dar'd Had I a hundred mouths as many tongues A voice of iron to these had brazen lungs Their crimes and tortures ne're could be displaid When Phoebus aged Priestesse thus had said Go on
honour small That she bore thee whatever chance befall Now by this head by which my father swore What was my grant if fortune thee restore To us in safety I le thy friends afford Weeping he said and straight casts off his sword Which with admired art Lycaon made And with an ivory sheath adorn'd the blade A lyons skin Mnestheus on Nisus prest And good Alethes chang'd with him his crest Now arm'd they march as to the gates they bend Both young and old with vows and prayers attend And fair Ascanius who above his age In manly care and courage did ingage Many commands charg'd them to 's father beare Which vanished and flew in empty aire They passe the trench through gloomy night they go To th' enemies camp with a great overthrow Buried in wine and sleep the guards they spie And all along the shore their wagons lie Men amongst arms wheels reins and goblets laid Spread on the grasse When thus bold Nisus said Now let us use our arms th' occasion calls This is the path But thou lest any falls Upon our reare watch and behind survay These I 'le destroy and make thee open way This said he silent to proud Rhamnes went Who then by chance slept in his lofty tent And with loud snoring did his bosome move A King and Prophet Turnus most did love But by his skill he could not death evade Three of his train he slew ' mongst weapons laid And Rhemus squire his charioteer he found Amongst the horse and pin'd him to the ground Then heads their Lord and weltring in his blood Forsakes the panting corps a purple flood Besmears the earth and bed Next Lamyrus slew With Lamus and sprightly Serranus who Most beauteous was he all that night had plaid And vanquisht now in wine and sleep is laid Happy if he had equaliz'd his play Unto that night and gam'd it out till day As when a hungry Lion fierce invades A flock of sheep dire famine much perswades He the poor innocent beast struck dumb with fears Growling with bloody jawes devours and tears Slaughter no lesse Euryalus did inflame And many then he slew without a name Fadus Hebesus Abaris he kill'd And Rhetus who awake all this beheld He frighted under a huge charger hid In open breast up to the hilts he did Sheath his bright sword then drew it stain'd with blood Dying his soul he vomits with a flood Of wine and gore commix'd Then on he went And to Messapus quarters raging bent Where now their fires almost consum'd he spy'd Their horses feeding as the manner ty'd Then Nisus briefly said Let us be gone Seeing him drawn with love of slaughter on For th' envious dawn appears let this suffice Our way is made now through the enemies Nor arms of beaten silver they did mind Rich hangings massie plates they leave behind Rhamnes rich trappings and his girts of gold Which Cedicus sent to Remulus of old When with that present he a league conjoyn'd This dying to his nephew he assign'd After by war Rutilians made their prize Euryalus seiz'd and on his shoulder ties Claps on Messapus helm with plumes displaid Then left the camp and through them safe way made Mean while some horse came from Latinus seat Whilst the whole Legion stood drawn up compleat To bring King Turnus some advertisement Three hundred shield-men under Volscens sent And now th'approach the camp the trench drew nigh When far off these they on the left hand spie Euryalus helm through shades of gloomy night Did him betray reflecting back the light Not vainly seen cries Volscens from the band Stand Who goes there why arm'd your busines stand They answer not again but hasten flight Amongst the woods and trust themselves to night The horse beset the paths all parts surround And with a guard the severall passes crown'd There was a wood shady with sable oke Which thick briers did and thorns with brambles choke Where a small path led through an obscure way The tangling boughs and burthen of his prey Euryalus stop'd and fear his feet intraps Nisus went on and from the foe escapes Past Alban lakes which are from Alba nam'd Where king Latinus his high stables fram'd As for his friend in vain he looking staid Ah poor Euryalus where art thou he said How shall I find thee out Then through the maze Of the dark wood returns and thousand wayes Seeks his own steps and roves through silent briers Noise horse and sounding trumpets straight he hears And sudden the huge clamour understands And saw Euryalus whom all the bands With disadvantage of the night and lane Had round beset much striving but in vain What shall he do what arms what forces trie To rescue him should he resolv'd to die Charge midst his foes and for brave death advance Then straight as he his arm rais'd with his lance To the high moon he pray'd Assist me now Great goddesse glory of the stars and thou Great Queen of all the groves and forrests aid If ere for me my father presents paid At thy blest altars or if ever I From my own hunting did with gifts supply Or grac'd thy shield or sacred pillars deckt Grant that I rout this troop my spear direct This said with his whole strength a lance he cast Through shady night the flying javelin past And piercing Sulmons back the staffe there broke Yet through his bowels glides the knotty oke From 's breast a warm stream vomiting he fell And short breath panting makes his bosome swell All look about he takes another spear Cheer'd with successe and pois'd it at his ear Whilst they 're amaz'd through Tagus brows and arms Singing it flew and in his hot brain warms Fierce Volscens rag'd nor any he espide Which threw the speare nor knew which way to ride But thou for both shalt with warm blood afford Me satisfaction first This said his sword He drew and at Euryalus raging flies But then aloud affrighted Nisus cries Nor longer could conceal nor such grief beare At me me I who did the fact am here At me convert your steel Rutilians bold The fraud is mine he neither durst nor could This heaven these conscious stars shall witnesse such He only lov'd his haplesse friend too much Such things he said but the drawn sword his chest With violence pierc'd and tore his snowie breast Dead he sinks down bloud through his faire limbs sprung And his neck falling on his shoulders hung As when a purple flowr cut by the plow Langueshing dies or heads of Poppie bow Their weary necks opprest with showrs that fall But in bold Nisus charg'd Volscens through all Alone he seekes only at Volscens made Though round about him enemies invade Wheeling his sword no slower he rush'd on Till in the mouth of the Rutilian He buried it and dying kils his foe Then wounded on his friend himselfe did throw And there at last in quiet death did rest You if my verse have power be ever blest
help'd it us to ' scape from cruel war To flie through Graecian fire and to exhaust All dangers of the sea and countreys vast Whilst Trojans for new Troy and Latium stand We'had better built on ashes of our land Dwelt where Troy stood Xanthus and Simois grant And that again we Ilâ—um may replant Highly incens'd then Royal Juno spake Why mak'st thou me deep silence thus to break And in this place our hidden grief declare What God or man Aeneas forc'd to war Or to the king Latinus made a foe Fate him to Italy sent then be it so Drove by Cassandra's rage have we enjoyn'd Him to set sail and venture iife to wind Or trust a boy with conduct in the war Or Tyrrhen faith or realms in peace to stir What power of mine betraid him or what god Where 's Juno here or Iris from a cloud It is unjust Italians should surround Troy with a leaguer and on native ground Turnus should stand the great Pilumnus heire Whom bright Venilia the blest goddesse bare Shall Trojans thus with fire and sword persue Take spoiles and lawlesse others land subdue Match where they please rob husbands of their bride Make shew of peace and yet for war provide Thou couldst from Grecian troops thy son regain Place empty clouds and shadows for the man Thou couldst to Nymphs the Trojan Navy change But if we help the Rutils this seems strange Aeneas absent wants intelligence And absent let him thou for thy defence Idalium high Cytherum hast why then Tempst thou seats big with war and valiant men Did we declining Phrygia's realm destroy Or they who mov'd the Greeks to war with Troy What did to arms Europe and Asia stir And to break peace by rape Th' Adulterer Did he take Sparta by our conduct led Did I give arms or war with foul lust fed Thou shouldst have then been carefull now complaints Are but in vain falsly thou me attainst Thus Juno pleads and all the gods a noise With votes divided made as when winds rise And stopt by woods a sudden mutmur send Which doth a storm to marmers portend Then mighty Jove began who governs all Silence imposd through the Olympick Hall Earth to the Center shook Heaven at a stand The winds were laid seas smooth as champaign land Careful attend my words and bear in mind Since these two nations cannot be conjoyn'd And your divisions never will have end What hope or fortune doth on each attend Twixt Trojans Rutils I le no difference make This Siege by fate if Latins undertake Or else by Troys ill conduct or advice Let each the chance of his own enterprise And danger bear Iove's the same King to all The fates will make their way whatever fall This by his brothers streams he ratifide Which round about th' infernall kingdome glide Banks full of sulphure and the horrid lakes And with his nod he all Olymus shakes Then from his golden throne great Iove did rise Attended to his Court by deities Mean while the Rutils with great clamour came Close to the gates and hem'd the wals with flame But in their trenches kept the Trojan band No hope to ' scape sad on high towrs they stand To man their works but slender guards they place Iasius Thymetes bold Hicetons race With Castor th' Assaraci and Tybris stood With them two brothers of Sarpedons blood Who them accompaned from the Lycian shore Acmon with all his strength a huge stone bore A mountains greatest part who in the wars No lesse then 's father or his brother dares Some Javelins cast and others stones did throw And these did wild-fire hurl or use their bow Behold Ascanius Venus chiefest care Amidst the thickest with his Temples bare So shines a jewell set in purest gold Made to adorn the head or neck infold Such lustre ivory doth to box impart Or to Orician brazill wrought by art His snowie neck his flowing hair receives And purest gold his tresses interweaves Aiming thy shafts and poisoning darts the bold Nations did thee brave Ismarus behold In Lybia born where men plow fertile lands And rich Pactolus rowls his golden sands And Mnestheus present was whose late successe When from the wals he Turnus did represse Him honour gave and Capys of great fame From whom Campania doth derive her name Whilst thus they were ingag'd in cruell fight Aeneas sails through the dark seas by night As soon as he to th' Etrurian army came He'acquaints the General with his stock and name What aids he needs and what he hath declares And what great force Mizentius prepares And shews how fury Turnus doth incense In humane greatnesse what small confidence Is to be plac'd and humbly help did beg Straight Tarchon forces joyns and makes a League Then freed by fate the Lydyans haste aboard Under the conduct of a forrain Lord. Aeneas ship the Admiral sail before And in her prow two Phrygian Lyons bore Ida above which Trojans much old take In this Aeneas did his voyage make And various chance of war did ruminate But on his left hand youthfull Pallus sate And learns the stars by which through night they stand Their course his suffering then by sea and land You Muses now open your sacred spring And raise my notes that I inspir'd may sing What bands Aeneas brought from Tuscan shore Who man'd his ships which him to th' ocean bore I' th' brazen Tyger Massicus first stands From Clusus he a thousand youth commands Who Cosas left these darts and javelins throw And bear light quivers with a deadly bow Fierce Abas next with compleat armed bands On 's stern in gold shining Apollo stands His mother Populonia did present Six hundred expert and three Ilva sent The I le for inexhausted mines prefer'd Asylas gods interpreter was third Whom smoaking entrails and the stars obey'd He tongues of birds presaging thunder sway'd A thousand he did with sharp spears convey Whom Latian Pisa that they should obey Gave strict command and joyn'd in covenant Who in the Ceres dwell and those who plant By Minio's streams them from old Pyrgians were And from Gravisca of intemperate aire Cycnus that bold Lygurian neither you Cupavo I 'le orepasse who led but few A swans bright plume did from his crest advance Of his transformed sire the cognisance Love was your only crime for as 't is said Whilst Cycnus mourning in his sisters shade For his dear Phaeton in the poplar grove And with his sweet Muse comforts his sad love His hoary hair into soft feathers grew Then mounting to the stars he singing flew His son accompanied with equal bands Rowes the great Centaure she through billows stands Threatning the waves tall like a mighty hill And the deep ocean plowes with her long keel Ornus a band rais'd from his fathers shore Prophetick Manto him to Tyber bore Who gave to Mantua walls and 's mothers name Mantua high-stock'd but not from one race came A triple kind four tribes in each of
them But this the head and strength o' th' Tusoan stem Hence came five hundred which Mizentius deeds Arm'd ' gainst himself whom Mincius crown'd with reeds Brought down from antient Benachus the brine They boldly plow in a most warlike pine A hundred oars with bold Auletes come Who sweep the waves and make the billows fome This mighty Triton bore frighting the tydes With his shrill trump his face and hairy sides Above presents a man a whale the rest And fomy waves resound beneath his breast In thrice ten ships as many Leaders go Troy to relieve and the salt ocean plow Now day had heaven forsaken and the bright Moons black chariot scales Olympus height The Prince for no rest grants his troubled mind Sits at the helm and swells the sails with wind But then behold amidst his voyage bends To him a train of Nymphs his antient friends Whom blest Cybelle bid to rule the seas And had from ships transform'd to goddesses They swam together and the waves divide As many ships did once at anchor ride They knew their King and round about him dance Cymodocea of best utterance Seiz'd with her right his stern her left hand laves Raising her self from sea the silent waves And thus she spake Sleepst thou O goddesse son Awake great Prince and clap more canvase on We are those pines which once crown'd sacred Ide Thy Fleet now chang'd to Nymphs when terrifide With Turnus threatning sword and fire then we Our cables broke and through the sea sought thee Cybelle pitying us this form did give Sea-Nymphs to be and under waves to live Put young Ascanius is beleaguer'd round With arms and Latines ever warlike found And now th' Arcadian horse joyn with the bold Hetrurians and allotted quarters hold To send a party 's Turnus main designe To keep the passe lest both their forces joyn Rise and command thy friends with early dawn To arm themselves and brace thy target on Which Vulcan gave thee and th'unconquer'd shield Did with pure gold on the large border gild Next day if thou conceive my words not vain Thou shalt behold huge heaps of Rutils slain This said she takes her leave and as she dives Her skilfull hand the lusty vessel drives Swift as a dart through billows flies the ship Or winged shafts that nimble winds outstrip So the whole fleet divide the briney seas This much amaz'd great Anchisiades But yet the omen did his spirits raise Then freely viewing heavens mighty convex prayes Mother of gods thou who in Dyndimus prid'st And towre-crown'd cities and with lyons rid'st O guide me in the fight Dear goddesse be Neer with protection and blest augurie Whilst thus he pray'd Aurora with new light Led on the day and darknesse put to flight First he commands that they should all appeare Refresh their spirits and for fight prepare And now his Dardan city he beheld Then from the stern he shews his glittering shield At which a Trojan shout mounts to the stars And hope thus added more their fury spurs Then thick they javelins cast Cranes not so loud Extend their voices from a gloomy cloud When they with clamour cut the yielding skie And from a threatned tempest sounding flie But the Rutilian King and all the bold Ausonian chiefs with wonder did behold Till they to shore saw the tall Navy stood And winged vessels hide the ample flood His crest now burns flames from his plumes aspire And Turnus golden helm did shine with fire As in moyst night a blazing Comet streams With bloody omens red and Syrius beams Brings to sad mortals sicknesses and thirst And heaven in mourning hangs with influence curst But nothing daunts bold Turnus confidence To march to shore and drive th'adventurers thence And thus with words did sleeping valour rouse You have obtain'd what long you sought with vowes And now you have it in your power to fight Then let your wives and fortunes you excite Your fathers facts and fame to memory call Let 's sudden charge and on them bravely fall Whilst now they landing reel with staggering feet Fortune assists the bold This said he casts what forces out to lead And whom to trust with walls beleaguered Me while Aeneas laders for his men Plac'd from the lofty ships but many then Observ'd when waves retreated from the shores Then leap to land but others trust their ores Tarchon supposing he a coast had found Where was no shoal nor broke waves did resound But a calme water with a swelling tyde Thither he turns and to his men thus cryde Now lustie youth now to your tackling stand Drive in the ship and strike that enemie land And let the keel in its own furrow sit To gain that landing I le my vessell split This said at once all stoutly ply their ores And brought their foaming ships to Latine shores Untill their fleet safe on dry ground did stand And without harme the whole navie came to land But thy ship Tarchon did not save her self For whilst it hung upon a spightful shelf Beaten with billows it was bilg'd at last And all her Souldiers in the Ocean cast Whilst Plancks and broken ores did hinder them And drew their sliding feet back with the stream Nor Turnus us'd delay but all his bands Gainst Trojans draws and on the shore he stands They sound a charge and first Aeneas sets On rustick bands and a good signe defeats A Latine squadron and bold Thero slew Who at Aeneas desperately flew Quite through his golden mail and brazen targe His sword in 's bosome found a passage large Then Lycas rip'd from 's mothers belly kil'd Sacred to thee O Phoebus though a child He steel escap'd not far from thence orethrows Stern Cysseus and huge Gyas dealing blows With knottie clubs nor could Alcides armes Nor mighty size nor could in those alarms Their father help who Hercules did aid In all th'adventures which on earth he made Behold whilst Pharon vainly boasts he cast A spear which in 's clamouring mouth stuck fast And nex'd unhappy Cydon whilst he seeks His new love Clytius fair with downie cheeks Aeneas slew and of that love now freed Youth to him made thou hadst lamented dy'd But that thy brothers up against him drew Seven Phorcus off-spring who seven javelins threw Some harmlesse on his shield and helme resound Some Venus broke not suffering to wound Then did Aeneas true Achates call And said bring me those darts nor this hand shall Spend one against the Rutilie in vain Drawn from Greek bodies on the Dardan plain This said he snatch'd a javelin strong and large Which well aim'd pierc'd through Meons brazen targe And through his breast and breast-plate passage made Alcanor his bold brother giving aid Bringing his dying brother of by chance Through th' arm sustain'd him flies the winged lance And sticking in the wound with blood was dide His hand with slack nerves hanging by his side From 's brothers body Numitor a lance Having pul'd forth t' Aeneas
drew And thus he said Where 's proud Mizentius now And that fierce courage made him once so bold But he as soon as heaven he did behold And coming to himself recoverd breath Why triumph'st thou proud foe and threatenst death May I not die Therefore I fought with thee Nor made my son such articles for me One thing if vanquisht foes gain suits I crave A burial I know my people have Me in disdain their fury oh prevent And grant my son and me one monument This said his throat receive th' expected blow And on his arms his soul in blood did flow THE ELEVENTH BOOK OF VIRGIL'S AENEIS THE ARGUMENT Mizentius trophey Pallas funerals Cessation made The King a councel cals Diomed's answer Venulus relates Drances and Turnus loud in hot debates Aeneas gives the City an alarm The King his Councel leaves and Latines arm Camilla's story Troops of horse maintain A doubtfull fight the bold Virago slain The Trojans flying Rutilie persue Turnus inform'd straight from his ambush drew Aeneas takes the passage then march'd down To th' open plain and lies before the town MEan while Aurora from the sea ascends Aeneas although care t'interre his friends The time requir'd much for their death dismaid Early his vows to heaven a conquerour paid A mighty oke depriv'd of bowes he plac d Upon a hill and with bright armour grac d The spoils of King Mizentius to be A trophie mighty God of war to thee His plumes bedewd with blood and broken lance And breast plate twelve times pierc'd he did advance Then to his friends triumphing for a guard They made about him he himself declar'd Most valiant Trojans the great work is done What now remains but that all feare we shun The proud Kings spoils here our first offering stands Mizentius now serves under our commands Next for Latinus walls let us prepare And boldly arm nor doubt the chance of war Lest for their stay any plead ignorance When first the Gods shall please we will advance Our standard and our army forth shall lead Nor for base fear let none excuses plead Mean while let 's beare our friends unto the grave The only honour which the dead can have Go those brave souls with solemn rites attend Whose blood for us hath purchased this land Put first on Pallas mournful obsequies wait And bear him to his fathers woful seat Whom from sweet life a cruel death did call Wanting no valour to sad funerall Weeping he said and to the herse he bends Where old Acetes Pallas corps attends Who when Evanders squire much honour won But not so happy waiting on his son Round him his servants and the Trojans were And Ilian dames sad with dishevel'd hair But when Aeneas enter'd a huge cry Beating their breasts they raise unto the sky And the whole court with loud complaining fild Soon as he had dear Pallas corps beheld And the wide wound upon his lovely breast With many tears his grief he thus exprest Brave youth when better fortune came did she For very spight deprive us straight of thee Lest thou shouldst see our conquest and return Unto thy fathers Court in triumph born I to Evander no such promise made At my departure when with mighty aid He me dismist and fearful did foresh ew We should incounter with a dangerous foe But now perhaps glad hope his mind doth raise And vows he makes with frequent sacrifice Whilst to the dead who 's not indebted now To any God vain honour we allow These are the promis'd triumphs thou shalt see Perform'd by us thy sons sad obsequie Thus I discharge my trust But no base wound Shall by Evander on his corps be found Nor shall he wish his life at honours cost What strength hath Latium and Ascanius lost This said to raise the sad corps he commands And sends a thousand chosen from the bands Who should attend his last solemnitie And with Evanders tears their sorrow Vie And to a mourning father comfort be Though small yet gratefull in great miserie Some busie joyning verdant Arbuts were And deck with oken leaves the stately Bier Then the sad hearse with boughs and branches shade Where on green rushes the brave youth they laid Such the pase Daffadill or Violet Pluck'd by a Virgins hand whose beauty yet And form remains though from the stalk now rent Their mother earth affords no nourishment The Prince two robes of gold and purple brought Which with her own hand beauteous Dido wrought And to Aeneas did present of old And mixt the curious web with purest gold Which for a hearse-cloth on the corps he laid Then with a vail his comely hair did shade And with Laurentian spoils did him adorn Bids what he won in order to be born And horse and arms were taken from the foe Then those to shades a sacrifice must go Quenching the cruell flame with luke-warm blood Their hands behind them bound prepared stood Next bids prime Captains hostile arms to bear And names of slaughter'd foes upon their spear They old Acetes led with grief opprest Tearing his hair beating his wofull breast Who falling down on th' earth extended lay They chariots stain'd with Rutile gore convay Ethon his horse in mourning next took place And weeping with great tears blubber'd his face This bore his lance and that his shining crest For Turnus being Couquerour spoil'd the rest The Trojans follow and the Tyrrhen Peers And sad Arcadians trailing of their spears Next all the mourners march'd in order on Then spake Aeneas with a heavy grone Now we must others mourn in battel fel Dear Pallas now eternally farewel For evermore adieu Nor more he said But to the wals of the high City made When from Latinus some were sent to treat With olive vail'd a breathing space to get That he would please the bodies of the slain Which now in heaps lay scatter'd on the plain They might interre for with the vanquished Should no contention be nor with the dead And those once stil'd his friends he now would spare Their suits which not to be rejected were Aeneas grants and did their fears asswage Sirs what strange fortune forc'd you to engage In such a war and us your friends to shun Seek you a peace for those in fight orethrown I 'de rather grant it unto them remain Nor had I come but that the fates ordain These seats for me nor had with you made war Your King left us for Turnus did declare 'T were fitter Turnus should in single fight Try't out himself if he would put to flight The Trojan bands and give the war an end Let him with me then hand to hand contend And let whom God and 's right hand favour live Go and your haplesse friends due funerals give Aeneas said whilst they stood all amaz'd And with deep silence on each other gaz'd Old Drances then who bore eternal spleen ' Gainst valiant Turnus did at last begin O Trojan great by fame greater by wars How
spear and tide A bow and quiver to the virgins side For golden hair for a long courtly gown A Tygers spoils hung flowing from her crown From her soft hand now childish darts she slings And skilful round her head whirls smooth-thong'd slings Kils a fair Swan or a Strymonian Crane Her many Tyrrhen matrons wish'd in vain For their own sons but to Diana she For ever vow'd unstain'd virginitie And the eternal love of arms did swear Would she had not engag'd in such a war Nor with the Trojans strove who dear to me The number fils of my chast companie But now since she draws nigh a cruel end Glide from high heaven and to Ausonia bend Where a sad fight begins with signs of woe Take thou this vengerul arrow and this bow Who ever with a wound shall violate Her sacred person give with this his fate Let him be Trojan or Italian he In blood shall be accountable to me Her corps unspoil d wrapt in a cloud I le bear And with her royal ancestors interre This said through skies swift Opis thundred loud Borne with a whirlwind in a dusky cloud Mean while to th' wals drew nigh the Trojan force Hetrurian Chiefs and all the troops of horse In order were drawn up through all the plains Proud hories neigh and strive with curbing reins Here there they turn dreadful are th'iron fields With spears the champaign shines with glittering shields Messapus Coras and his brother brings Swift Latines and the maid Camilla's wings Appear against them and far off the bands Shake their proud javelins raising high their hands With threatning points th'advance of men at arms And neithing steeds make dreadful the alarms And now march'd up in distance of their lance They make a stand then with a stout advance Spurring their steeds at once from all sides powre Darts thick as hail heaven darkned with the showre And now Tyrrhenus and Aconteus first Each other charg'd and their huge javelins burst With a loud crack full breast to breast they met As lightning bold Aconteus fell from 's seat Or stone which from some thundring engine flies And leaves his life behind him in the skies The bands are broke and flying Latins cast Their shields behind them and to th' City hast Trojans pursue Asylas follows hot And now draw nigh the gates the Latins shout And turn their ready horse then through the Plains The Trojans flie and slack their curbing reins As when the sea mov'd with alternate tydes Hasts to the shore o're rocks now proudly rides A foming wave a swelling billow beats ' Gainst highest bancks then swift again retreats Loose stones with him in much disorder sweeps And shores forsaking sinks into the deeps Twice Tuscans drive the Rutiles from the fields And twice they save their flying backs with shields But the third time they charg'd with all their might Break through and through and man to man they fight Then dying grones then in a crimson sea Helms Shields and slaughter'd men commixed be And over all were half dead horses rowl'd And a most cruell fight you might behold Orsylocus cast at Remulus horse a spear Who durst not meet and fix'd beneath his ear The horse then rag'd vex't with the grievous wound And rising cast his rider to the ground Great sould Iola Catillus orethrew And huge in arms and size Herminius slew His head and shoulders naked golden hair He wore for arms nor so did danger fear Through his broad shoulders the swift javelin flew And in his body did it self imbrue The fields wax red such funerals they bequeath Seeking by wounds an honourable death But midst these slaughters th' Amazon delights Quiver'd Camilla one breast sear'd for fights Now thick she javelins casts and now she takes In her strong hand a mighty battel axe Her golden bow Dianas armes resound Hanging behind if flying she gave ground At any time as much she gal'd the foe With deadly shafts from her reversed bow Larina Tulla and Tarpeia were Her chosen guard who brazen axes bear Italian maids the bold Camilla these Chose to attend on her in war or peace So arm'd the Thracian Amazons come on Warring about the streams of Thermidon Such guard Hyppolyte or with martial pride About Penthisilea's chariot ride Then female shouts resound through all the fields And virgin troups triumph with crescent shields Whom first or last didst thou orethrow bold maid How many in the earth by thee lay dead Eumenius Clytius off-spring first she slew And his bare bosome with a spear thrust through Casting a stream of blood the purple ground Dying he bites and turns upon his wound Then Lyris Pegasus one his horse being slain As stooping down to recollect his reine Th' other whilst he stretch'd his hand to aid Tumbles with him slain by the valiant maid Amastrus next was by her lance orethrown Tereas Harpalicus Chromis Demophon As many javelins as the Virgin threw So many valiant Phrygians she slew Ornitus in strange arms far of she spide The hunter rode on an Apulian Steed O're his huge shoulders a bull-hide was cast And gaping with huge jaws upon his crest With silver teeth a Wolfs head he did bear His hand was arm'd with a rough knotty spear Amidst the battell he a squadron lead And wheeling taller shews by all the head Him and 't was easie whilst he turn d she laid Dead on the ground and like a foe thus said Thought'st thou in woods wild beasts thou didst pursue The time draws nigh when female arms shall you Better inform and this great honour bear Thy Fathers ghost thov felst b'a Virgins speare Orsilochus and Butes men of might Next fell by her strong Butes she did smite Betwixt his Cask and Maile through the neck bone Whilst his left hand hung with his larget downe Orsilochus did with a large turne delude Then wheeling the persewer she priued Raising her selfe high with her mighty Ax His Cask and Scull whilst he for quarter speaks She cleaves at once his braines on 's face did run Struck at this sight was Aunus valiant son In Aponine bred who whilst the fates gave leave Was not the worst Lygnrian to deceive He when to shun the fight no way was seen Not knowing how t' escape the following Queen Tride what his art could do and thus began What â—ame is' t that a woman charge a man And worst him better mounted darst thou fight With me on foot if so then quickly light And know to whom vain glory grants the fame Straight the bold maid whom anger did inflame Gives to the next her horse and in the field Stands with a naked sword and silver shield But the young man thinking his Plot had took Swift as the winds the place and her forsook And his reins turning his swift courser rides Dying his rowels in his bloody sides Then spoke the Queen puft up with pride in vain Conceiv'st thou thus to ' scape from me again Tricks shall not thee to
valiant in she goes Amidst the bands and thus strange rumour sowes For all these forces is it not a shame One man t' expose what have we not the same Number and strength Behold before us stand Trojans Arcadians and the fatal band Those fierce Hetrurians who hate Turnus so We 're two for one if we should charge the foe He rais'd by fame shall with the gods survive T'whom he 's devoted and for ever live Our countrey lost we must proud lords obey Who now sit still and help to him deny Thus being incens'd the murmur louder grew And more and more now through the army flew Latines Laurentians who did late suppose An end of war and rest from former woes Are all for arms the peace they much detest And Turnus fortune doth their minds molest To these another did Juturna joyn Which mov'd far more from heaven she gave a signe Then which could nothing more their souls inrage Or sooner make th' Italians to ingage For Joves fair bird cutting the arched skies As at a loud-wing'd troop of fowl he slies Then stooping down he from the water bears A silver swan trust in his hooked fears Th' Italians courage raise for the whole flight With loud cries face about a wondrous sight They cloud the heaven with wings and through the sky In a full body charge the enemy Vanquish'd by force tyr'd with his load he threw His prey i' th' stream and to the clouds withdrew The omen then Rutilians did salute And arms prepared with a mighty shout And first the Augur bold Tolumnius said For this with vowes so often I have praid You gods I take your signe and led by me Now draw vour swords out valiant Rutilie Those whom this stranger did with war infest As harmlesse fowl and hath their realms opprest Shall drive him hence and force him to the main Then with one mind array your selves again And save your King in danger to be lost This said his spear against the foe he cast The well-aim'd javelin sounding cuts the skies At once huge shouts at once the squadrons rise Desire of tumult now inflames their blood But the sent spear where nine bold brethren stood Which by a Tyrrhen dame true to his bed Were to Gilipus an Arcadian bred One in the midst where his rich belt did sit Close to his side just where the button knit As the brave youth in shining arms did stand Went through his ribs and stretch'd him on the sand But the bold brothers in a body make And stir'd with rage some draw their swords some take Their spears in haste and mad advance a band Of Laurentines draw forth these to withstand Trojans Arcadians Agelinians move To try it out with steel they all approve Altars are spoil'd and storms of javelins poure And from the sky descends an iron shoure They seize the cups and hearths Latinus flies The peace being broke with injur'd deities Some mount their horses others straight prepare Their chariors and with dtawn swords ready are Messapus at this peace much discontent Did charge a King in royal ornament Tyrrhen Aulestes who as he withdrew Backward himself on th' alter overthrew On 's head and shoulder pitch'd but with his lance Messapus fiercely did to him advance And whilst he quarter cry'd with his huge speare Slew as he sate above then said Lie there To the great gods a better sacrifice Th' Italians rush and spoile him ere he dies Chorineus from the altar snatcht a brand With which Ebusus charging boldly gain'd A blow on 's face that set his beard on fire Which burning smelt he as he did retire With his left hand persuing of his blow Did seize the hair of his amazed foe And wrastling with him brought him to the ground Then with his stiffe sword gave the deadly wound Podalirius the shepherd Alsus slew As 'fore the squadrons and first ranks he flew And following with a drawn sword overtakes But his deaths wound bequeath'd him with an axe The mighty blow clove to the chin his head And all his arms with blood besprinkeled A hard and iron sleep closeth his sight And seal'd his eyes up in eternal night But prince Aeneas naked hands extends His head yet bare and calls aloud his friends Where rush you thus what sudden rage is this O stay your wrath the peace concluded is All are agreed t is I must end this war Let me then fight and lay aside your fear A lasting peace I with this hand shall bind These offerings me and Turnus have design'd Whilst these he said behold with mighty sound A winged arrow gave the King a wound By what hand shot or whirlwind sent unknown What god or chance did Rutils so renown But Turnus when he saw Aeneas turn His Captains troubled straight with hope did burn Calls for his steeds then arms and from the plains Leaps in his chariot and strait takes his reins And many valiant souldier overthrowes And ore them dying with his horses goes Or with his chariot wheels whole squadrons tears And at them flying casts their taken spears So near cold Hebrus bloody Mars proceeds Whilst his shield rattles to his fiery steeds Giving the reins then winds they fly more fleet And farthest Thrace grones with their thundering feet With him pale fear and cruel anger rode And treachery accompanies the god Fierce Turnus so his horse drives through the plain Smoking with sweat insulting ore the slain From their swift heels a sanguine dew he spreads And sand with streams of blood commixed treads And now he Sthenelus Thamaris Polus slew These hand to hand him afar off orethrew Glaucus and Lades both in Lycia born Whom Imbrasus their father did adorn With arms of equal proof either to fight Or mounted to outstrip the winds in flight In th' other wing Eumedes fierce came on With new supplies old Dolons warlike son His grandsires name and fathers strength he had Who in times past when he a spy was made To view the Grecian camp bold for his hire Achilles horse and chariot did require For this Tydides gave him other pay Nor bore he ere Pelides steeds a way As afar off bold Turnus him did view Through th'ample sky at him his javelin threw Then stops his horse and from his chariot leaps Whom falling down half dead on 's neck he steps Puls his sword from him and the shining blade He colour'd in his throat and thus he said Trojan behold that land rhou striv'st to gain And stretch'd out thus measure th' Hesperian plain To those dare fight with us we alwayes yield Rewards like these and thus they cities build Next Butes with his spear He overthrew Bold Cloris Sabiris and Dares slew Thersilocus Thymetes next did speed As he was tumbling from his warlike steed And as Edonian Boreas when aloud He thunders raging on th' Aegean flood To shore the bïllows follow through the sky Which way winds blow the fleeting clouds do fly So Turnus wheresoere he way
Poplar with Herculean shade His tresses vail'd and bound with leaves this said A sacred bowl fills his right hand straight all Glad powre on Tables and the gods do call Mean while the night falls from heavens spangled arch When all the priests and first Potitius march Girt as they use with skins and torches beare Feasts they renew and second course prepare Tables they load the Salii then dance round About the altars to sweet musick crown'd With poplar boughs here young men there the old Who far-ram'd Hercules brave deeds extol'd And his twelve labours sung How first he takes His step-dames monsters kills her double snakes How Troy Ochalia famous towns had been By him orethrown what toyls by Juno's spleen And King Euristheus he did undergo Thou cloud-born Hyleus Pholus didst orethrow Thou the dire Cretian monsters didst subdue And at Nemea the huge Lyon slew At thee shook Stygian lakes hells porter then On gnawn bones lying in his bloody den No form not huge Typhaeus could confound Though arm'd nor Flydra though his heads charge round Hail Joves true race an honour to the skies T' us be propitious and thy sacrifice Such things they sang but Ca us cause in higher Notes they resound and how he breath'd out fire The groves did ring the hills with eccho storm'd Thence all divine solemnities perform'd Homewards they all unto the city bent And King Evander with the foremost went With whom Aenaeas and his son did walk And going ease the way with various talk Aeueas taken with those parts admires His quick eyes viewing all things round inquires And glad would hear records of former men Evander rounder of Rome's Palace then Nymphs native Fauns these groves inhabited Men trunks of trees produc'd and hard oke bred Who nor for law tillage nor oxen care Nor knew to gather riches nor to spare But these fierce hunting and wild fruit reliev'd When from Olympus Saturn first arriv'd Who from Joves arms and his lost kingdom fled He the fierce Nation in high mountains bred Reduc'd and gave them Lawes this Latium styl'd Because these shores in safety him conceal'd They said the golden age was when he reign'd Since in such peace his kingdom he maintain'd Then baser ages by degrees succeed Which rage of war and love of riches breed Ausonian bands then and Sycanians came And oft Saturnian fields have lost their name Thence Kings and Tyber gyant like whence we Have Tyber call'd this stream of Italie The true old name of Albula is lost Forc'd through all feas expulst my native coast All-conquering fate and fortunes powerfull hand Have plac'd me here and the severe command Of my blest mother the Nymph Carmens sent And great Apollo's strict admonishment Scarce said he shews an altar as they came And the Carmental gates a Roman name Which ancient honour Nymphs did dedicate To Carmens skilful of ensuing fate Who first declar'd the Trojans should be great And Pallanteum a renowned seat Next a huge grove which valiant Romulus chose For sanctuary he Lupercal shews To Pan was under cold rocks consecrate After the manner of th' Athenian state Then t' Argiletums sacred grove he led And told the place where his guest Argus dy'd Tarpeia and the Capitol he shew'd Now golden then dark with a horrid wood Dread of the place then did the shepherds move And oft they trembled at the rock and grove This wood he said this mountains leavy brow A god inhabited but uncertain who Arcadians here think Jove himself they spide Shaking his shiel and on the winds to ride These two dismantled towns thou dost behold Are but sad reliques of the men of old This father Janus that Saturnus fram'd Janiculum this that was Saturnius nam'd With these discourses neer the Court they drew Of poor Evander where they cattel view Lowing i' th' Roman change and lofty streets As to the gates they came he said These seats Alcides enter'd here he kept his court Sir wealth despise and now thy self deport As did the god with homely fare content This said he strait with great Aeneas went Under low roofs and him on couches plac'd Softned with leaves and with a Bears skin grac'd Night fell and with black wings the earth did hide But Venus mind not vainly terrifide With Laurent threats and with sad stirs dismaid To Vulcan in his golden bed she said And with sweet language divine love inspires Whilst the Greek Kings with war and hostile fires Raz'd destin'd Troy and her high towres distrest No ayd nor arms did I for them request Made by thy art or power nor thee dear love Would I to exercise vain labours move Though much I owe to Priams high descent And oft Aeneas hard toyls might lament Now by Joves will Rutilian shores they plant O my blest power I come a suppliant A mother for a son craves arms Dear Love Thetis Aurora thee with tears could move Behold what realms conspire what cities joyn Councel by war to ruine me and mine The Goddesse here round with her snowyarms In soft imbraces him consulting warms Straight he takes fire and through his marrow came Accustom'd heat and did his blood inflame So from a fiery breach crupted flies Shining with flame bright thunder through the skies Glad straight she finds her plot and beauty take When bound with lasting love thus Vulcan spake What needs such far-fetch'd stories goddesse where 's Your confidence of me had you such care The Trojans then I might with arms supplide Nor Jove nor fate that Troy should stand denide And Priam ten years more to have remain'd If you resolve and have a war ordain'd I promise both my art my power and care What iron and soft Electrum can prepare What fire and bellows may Leave to perswade Nor doubt thy power with us Thus having said He wisht imbraces gave and to sweet rest Prepares reposing in the goddesse breast Then when he waken'd after his first sleep At midnight As a woman who doth keep Her self by spinning and Minerva's hire Stirs up the ashes and the sleeping fire Night adding to her work long tasks she plies And at her lamp her servants exercise That chaste she might preserve her husbands bed And her small children to supply with bread No drowsier at that houre Vulcan arose From his soft bed and to his forge he goes Near to Sycanian coasts an Iland lifts High shoulders up and tall with smoky clifts Eat with Cyclopen flames a Cave lies under And huge Aetnean vaults which alwayes thunder Where mighty strokes on anvils did resound And bars of massie steel roare under ground In water quench'd by forges breathing flame This Vulcans seat Vulcania the lands name Hither the god descended from the sky Where sparkling heats in vast caves Cyclops ply Brontes Steropes nak'd Piracmon stand A thunder-bolt half wrought they had in hand Of such great store from heaven to earth are thrown By angry Jove the rest as yet not done Three parts of hail three of