Me and thy self dear sister and thy town Both Peers and people thou hast overthrown Some water bring that I may bathe the wound And if that any breath be wandring found My lips shall gather it Thus having said She mounts the pile her dying sister laid With sweet imbraces closely to her brest And groaning dries the black blood with her vest To raise her heavie eyes again she tride And fails the deep wound bubbling in herside Thrice leaning on her arms assaid to rise Thrice turning on her bed with wandring eyes Heavens light she sought and finding groans again Then royall Iuno pitying her long pain And tedious death Iris from heaven commands To free her soul and ease lif 's strugling bands Since she di'de not by death deserv'd nor Fates But suddain rage her day anticipates Nor Proserpine did yet her bright hair take Nor doomb'd her head unto the Stygian Lake From heaven then dewie rose-wing'd Iris flew She gainst the sun a thousand colours drew Plac'd on her head Sacred to Dis from thee This charg'd I bear Be from thy body free This said she cuts her hair all heat expires And with it life into the air retires VIRGIL'S AENEIS THE FIFTH BOOK THE ARGUMENT Dido's ascending flames sad Trojans see Storms drive Aeneas back to Sicilie Anchises rites renew'd The annuall games Iris from Iuno stirs the Trojan dames To burn the fleet Aeneas prayes a showre Prevents the mischief quenching all but foure Trojans set sayle Venus of Neptune craves Safe passage for their Navie through his waves The God assents Somnus with Stygian boughes Besprinkles watchfull Palinurus browes Ore board he fals the losse Aeneas spies And weeping at the helm his place supplies MEane while his course resolv'd Aeneas sailes And the dark waves divides with northern gales Viewing unhappy Dido's wals which shone With flames the cause such fire had rais'd unknown But what a woman might in sorrow drown'd Struck deep with grief and burning love was found And by sad auguries Trojans understand As they possest the deep nor any land Now more in ken seas every where and skies Freighted with night and tempest did arise A black cloud waves grew horrid with the shade Then from the high sterne Palinurus said Ah! what huge storms surround the hemisphere Or sather Neptune what dost thou prepare Here bids them ply tough oars stand to their tack Then turnes her side to wind-ward and thus spake Great Prince if Jove should promise with this wind I should despair Italian coasts to finde Gusts rising shift the black west grows more loud And the whole heaven condens'd into one cloud In vaine we strive nor make we any way Therefore since fortune conquers let 's obey Where she cals sayle kinde shores of Erix are And the Sycanian ports from hence not far If rightly stars observ'd I bear in minde Then said the Prince I saw long since the winde Grew scarce and you in vain strove Roomer stand To ease our weary fleet not any land More gratefull is or I could wish for more Then the Dardanian Acestes shore Whose lap infolds my fathers bones This said Faire Zephyre swels their sayles the port they made With a swift current in the Navie stands And joyfull sailes at last to well-known sands Acestes wondred from a mountains height To see them come then hasts to th' friendly fleet A Libyan Bears skin rough with darts he wore whom th' Ilian Dame to flood Crinisus bore He mindfull ofs old stock congratulates Them now return'd and cheers with rurall cates The tir'de inviting to a friendly feast When the next morne had chas'd stars from the East Aeueas having warn'd from all parts round His friends to meet spake from a rising ground Ye Trojans sprung from the high blood of Gods A year hath finish'd monethly periods Since we inter'd the dust of my divine Father and made the funerall altars shine The day draws nigh I guesse which I must still Lament and honour Gods such is your will An exile in Getulian Syrts were I Or in Mycene took i' th Grecian sea Yet annuall vows and solemn rites I 'de pay And heap'd up offerings on his Altars lay Now we are present at my fathers dust Nor without heavenly providence I trust Arriv'd all safe within a friendly shore Glad honours celebrate and winds implore These rites he bid should annually be paid In temples dedicate our City laid Trojan Acestes will two beeves bestow On every ship your Countrey Gods allow And those Acestes honours at the feast And if the ninth Aurora from the East Brings a clear day does earth with beams disclose I 'le for the swiftest ship a prize propose For him runs best who bold strong nerves excite Good at the dart or shoots the nimble Flight Or dare in fight a cruell Cestus trust Come all due Palmes receive and honours just Give your applause your temples crown'd with boughes This said his mothers myrtle shades his brows This Helymus this old Acestes did Ascanius this the youth all followed Midst a great troop from thence Aeneas went With many thousands to the monument And pour'd two bowles of rich wine on the flore Two of new milk and two of sacred gore Strewing the place with purple flowrs then said Haile my blest father haile paternall shade And dust preserv'd in vain heaven would not grant Latium with thee and promis'd fields to plant Nor what ere Lydian Tyber to be sought This said a huge snake from the secret vault With seven vast gyres seven mighty fouldings glides And gently wreath'd the tomb by the Altar slides His back with green was freckled and a bright Purple with gold cast from his scales a light As in the clouds the mighty bow displayes A thousand various hues gainst Phoebus raies Aeneas wonders his long traine he roules Amongst the Goblets and the standing bowles Then feeds and having tasted harmeless went Leaving the Altars to the monument This made him more his fathers rites renew And solemne sacrifice suspecting now That either this one of his servants was Or else the sacred Genius of the place Five sheep he then did kill as many swine With black-back'd steers and as the use pours wine From bowls and great Anchises soul implores And Ghosts remitted from the Stygian shores Then all his friends of their own plenty paid Glad offerings and slain Steers the Altars lade Some spits prepare and boylers plant of brass They entrails rost dispers'd upon the grasse Th' expected day was present with the dawn Phaetous bright Steeds the ninth morn fair had drawn Glad troops from all parts fill the shore by fame Brought thither and renown'd Acestes name Some Trojans come to see others to play Amidst the Cirque in view the prises lay Wreaths sacred tripods palme the victors prize With arms a garment of rich scarlet lies Gold silver talents and appointed games A trumpet from amidst the heap proclaims First from the Fleet four chosen gallies try Their ponderous
from the old new progenies may spring The best dayes first from mortall wretches flye Disease sad age labour and death supply But alwayes there are some which rather you VVould wish to change then still your breed renew Lest thou for lost things seek begin before And let a yearly race supply thy store Nor choosing horse from the like precepts swerve Those thou intend'st must their great stock preserve They at the first thy speciall care require For the fair issue of the generous sire Walks proudly round about the spacious field Whilst his soft thighs in supple flexures yield First dares the way and threatning rivers take And ore an unknown bridge at full speed make Nor fears vain founds one hath a lofty neck A hand some head short belly and broad back Luxuriant swellings on his valiant brest VVhite sorrill worst Bay or bright grey is best But when from far a sound of arms he hears He knowes no stand he shakes and pricks his ears And fierce to charge fire from his nostrils flies And his thick maine on his right shoulder lies His back-bone broad he beats the earth and proofe VVith thundring strokes makes off his solid hoof Such was swift Cylarus whom bold Pollux tam'd Mars and Achilles Charriot horses fam'd Mongst Grecian Poets Saturn chang'd had such A flowing a maine and at his wives approach Flying high Pelion thunders with his neighs But when diseases shall his body craze And struck in years his sinews weaker are Keep him at home his age not sordid spare Aged they coldly Venus entertain And the ingratefull work prolong in vain And if to joyne loves battell they ingage Like fire in straw they vainly spend their rage Therefore their years and courage chiefly learn Next other qualities and breed discerne Beat how they grieve how joyfull when they win VVhen through the fields they flie hast thou not seen How they swift Charriots hurrie to the bar Twixt hope and fear mens hearts distracted are They ply the whip and bending give the reine The burning axe flies thundering through the plain Now low they are now up they seem to rise And easie air dividing scale the skies Nor the lest breathing use nor make delayes But a dark cloud of duskie sand they raise VVith faom and followers breath bedew'd they are So love they praise of conquest so much care First Erycthonius Chariot-horses joyn'd And on swift wheeles triumphing dar'd the wind Lapithes first the art of riding found And horsemen taught t' insult ore trampled ground Arm'd cap-a-pe and thick proud steps to use Both task 's alike and skilfull riders choose One young as well as swift and fierce for fight Though he hath often put the foe to flight And Epire or Mycene his Countrey call Or boast from Neptune his originall This being known take thou especiall care To feed them high when they must serve the Marc Whom for the Stud a Lord they have decreed They give sweet grass clear streams and strongest bread Lest strength they want loves task to undergoe And their Siâ—es fâ—iling a poor offspring shew But carefully they make the female leane And when known lust provokes to Venus then They keep from food and drive them from the streams And often chase and tire in Phoebus beams When with thrash'd corne the beaten barneflore's grone And the light chaffe by Western winds is blown These Arts they use lest that the field of love By too much wanton rankness barren prove And oylie fatness make the furrowes thin But greedie take the seed and keep it in The Sires care past now is the Dams begun When neere their time with rekcon'd monchts they ' ave gone To draw a laden carr let no man force Or to leap ditches or in speedie course Run through the meads or in swift floods to swimme But feed in large groves neer some pleasant stream Where banks with moss and verdant grass araid Shelter'd with caves and with a rockie shade A Fly about the Groves of Silarus haunts And high Alburnus green with stately plants Asylus cal'd by Romans but the same The Greeks stile Aestron by an ancient name Loud-sounding fierce from which affrighted flie The herds and with loud bellowing shake the skie And Groves and thirstie Tangerus banks Heavens queen This Monster sent to wreak her deadly spleen On Io then transform'd into a Cow This for 't is worst when hotter it doth grow Beat from thy herds and feed the pregnant Mares VVhen Phaebus drives or night brings on the stars But when they have teem'd on th' offspring place all care VVhich straight they name and mark what breed they are VVhich to increase their stock they most allow Or sacred Altars serve or draw the Plow Or those thou would'st to Countrey uses frame Instruct them young and with much custome tame Whil'st pliant are their joynts and soft their minde And first about their necks loose collors binde Made with soft twigs Next when the free-borne are To service us'd them in fit couples pair And let them joyne their equall steps with Art And often use to draw an empty cart To print a small tract in the dusty roade Then grones the bee chen axe with ponderous load Next a brass teeme with mighty wheeles he drawes Meane while th' unbroken steers not only grasse And fennie rushes must with Sallow feed But bring him corne thy self nor let thy breed Their snowie milk pailes as th' old custome fill But the full teat give their dear offspring still If thou in war and cruell arms dost pride Or neer Alphoeus streams delight'st to ride And drive swift Chariots through the sacred Grove First make thy horse arm'd men and arms to love Make him shrill Trumpets suffer and to hear The groning wheeles nor lashing whips to fear And at th' applauses and his masters voyce And sounding of his clap't neck to rejoyce This from the mothers teat he must indure And to soft headstals him you must inure Whil'st weak and trembling sturdie age unknown The third year spent the fourth now drawing on Let him begin to ride the ring and all His Aires to learn Curvet and Caprioll Let his swift thighes alternate flexures bend Then with the windes in nimble course contend And with loose reins fly through the open strands Scarce leaving any print upon the sands As from the Northern shores when Boreas fierce Doth Scythian stormes and aiery clouds disperse When with loud blasts the waving Chaimpaine crown'd With rank corne shakes and the tall woods resound Huge billows charge the shore with all their force winds fly and Sea and Land scowre in their course This at the games of Elis swiftly flies Through the great lists sweating to gain the prise From 's mouth flowes bloudy some or else allots His soft neck for the Belgick Chariots Then let the large limb'd grow nor feeding spare When they are broke before they stubborne are When taken up their haughty souls disdaine The gentlest stroke nor
falsly the Greeks accus'd And by strange law because he war refus'd Condemn'd to die and him now dead lament Hither at first me my poore father sent In arms with him companion neere of blood Whilst safe he was at home and his realms stood By counsell we bore also name and state But afterward by slie Ulysses hate I speak things known he to the pale shades went Griev'd I my life in woe and darknesse spent And mourn'd alone losse of my injur'd friend Nor soolish held my tongue what chance attend If native Greece I ere touch conqueror I vow'd revenge with words sharp malice stir Hence my first woes hence Ithacâ—s gave out New crimes to fright spreads ' mongst the vulgar rout Ambiguous words conscious plots new designes Nor rests till Chalcas in his project joynes Why triviall things recount I thus in vain Wherefore delay if all the Graecian strain You in one listesteem enough is told Now let me suffer this Ulysses would This with much treasure would Atrides buy Then we grow earnest to know how or why Of such plots ignorant and Pelasgian art Who trembling thus proceeds with feigned heart To raise their siege the Graecians oft desir'd And Troy forsake by flight with long war tir'd And would they had whom ready storms at Sea Did oft shut in and rough winds terrifie But more since we with ample beams did forme This horse all heaven did thunder vvith a storme Perplex'd to th' Oracle Euryphilus We sent who these sad answers brought to us The winds you first appeas'd with virgin blood When first for Trojan shores you Grecians stood With blood you must and a Greeke sacrifice Gain your return When through the Camp this flies Amazed through their bones shot trembling feare Whom Phoebus meant for whom such fates prepare Ulysses here with great stir mid'st the bands From Prophet Calchas asks the Gods Commands Th'artists dire plot many did to me Foretell and wisely did the event foresee Silent ten dayes he cunning did refuse Any to name and the sad Victime choose At last forc'd by Ulysses clamors he Breaks silence and to th' altars destins me They all assent what each himself did feare Turn'd to the ruine of one wretch they beare Now came the fatall day rites are design'd Salt fruit they bring my browes with garlands bind I grant I broke my bonds fcapt death by flight And hid with reeds in a foule lake all night I lay till they set saile if so they would No hope is left my Country to behold Sweet Children or deare father now which may For my escape be cal'd sad mulcts to pay And my crime expiat with their own death You by the gods by sacred truth by faith Inviolate I pray if any be ' Mongst mortalls yet pitty my miserie Pitty a wretch so great injustice beares We grant both life and pitty to his teares And Priam first his mannacles to ease And chains Commands and courteously said these Who ere thou art forget the Graecians gone Thou shalt be ours but now these truths make known Why plac'd they this huge horse who authours are What would they sacred i' st or worke of war Then skil'd in arts and Graecian treacheries His hands unbound he raiseth to the skies Eternall fires you powers from violence free Altars dire swords I scap'd my witnesse be And the Gods wreaths which me your offering crown'd Now from our sacred oath I am unbound Now I may hate the Greeks and all things hid Disclose nor hath our Countreys lawes forbid If thou keep promise if thou Troy prove true If truths if great things I repay to you The Greeks chiefe hopes and confidence was laid Since first this war begun in Pallas aid But since that impious Diomed conjoyn'd With Ithacus who all curst plots design'd Fatall Palladium from the sacred fane Entring they snatch'd the high towers warders flaine Tooke the blest image and with bloody hand Rudely the virgin fillets then prophan'd The Graecian hopes ran backward and declind Broken their strength a verse the Goddesse mind Nor gave she fignes by doubtfull prodigies Scarce plac'd within our campe her burning eyes Shine with bright flames and from her body flows Salt sweat and wondrous thrice from ground she rose Bearing her target and her trembling speare Calchas cries streight to Sea they must repaire Nor Graecian arms should conquer Troy unlesse The Omens and the Power return to Greece Which they with them to Sea in vast keels brought Native Micene now with faire winds is sought Arms Gods and friends prepar'd remeasuring Seas Soone they returne thus Calchas ordered these This being advis'd they for Palladium left For th'injur'd Power to expiate the theft This mighty frame Calchas bid reare so high And ribd with oke commands to touch the skie Lest it within your ports or walls attaine Lest her old love it should your Nation gaine But if Minerva's gift you violate Great woes which may the Gods on them translate The Phrygians shall and Priams Realms attend But by your hands if this your feats ascend Asia ' gainst Greece shall mighty wars maintaine And for our off-spring shall those fates remaine Thus perjur'd Sinons craft beliefe prepares And vanquish'd those with fraud and feigned tears Whom neither Diomed Achilles nor A thousand Ships could tame nor ten years war But now a chance fell out of greater dread And their distracted minds astonish'd In stead of Neptunes priest the annuall due A bull Laocoon at the Altar slew Behold from Tenidos two huge Serpents came I shake to mention through calme Seas they swam And took the deep to shore at once they bend Their breasts erected bloody necks extend Above the floods their sterns divide the maine Winding long backs with a voluminous traine The fomie brine resounds to shore they came Their burning eyes speckled with blood and flame And bissing mouths lick with a brandish'd tongue Pale at the sight we fly they march along Laocom seeke and first the slonder wast Of his two Sons the winding Snakes imbrac'd And on the childrens wretched members fed Next him for aide with weapons furnished They seiz'd bind with huge spires and now twice could About his waste twicescaly backs infold His neck above his head tall creasts they reare With both his hands he strives those knots to teare And with foule blood and gore his garlands dies And to the Stars at once rais'd horrid cries So rores a hurt Bull having Altars fled And the incertain axe shooke from his head But the two Serpents to the high Fane went And crawling to sterne Pallas temple bent Under the Goddesse feet and targe hide Then through our trembling breasts strange terrors glide The Trojans say Laocoon had his due Who at the sacred Oke his javlin threw And at the side did cast an impious speare All cry to sacred seats the image beare And on the Goddesse call We break our Rampiers and our Walls divide All ply the worke cords to the neck
I wish and not so obvious unto Greece If ere I enter Tyber fields adjoyn'd To Tyber view and wals to us design'd Then seats allide nations one blood with us Having one fate one father Dardanus Latium and Epire both one Tro shall be And to our sonnes we shall these lawes decree From thence by neighbouring Ceraunia we By sea short courses steere to Italy Mean while Sun set dark mountains shades invest Wee neere the Sea on earths lov'd bosome rest Our oars being ship'd dispierc'd along the shores Repos'd deep sleep our wearied limbs restores Night drove by th' houres scarce reach'd the middle skies When carefull Palinurus did arise Explores all gales the winds tries with his eares And notes each starre which glide in filent sphears He the wet Kids Arcturus did behold The Triones and Orion arm'd with gold After he saw serene and setled skies He from his sterne the signall gave we rise Our course we stand and our furld cnnvasse spread Blushing Aurora rose the stars now fled When obscure hills from farre low Italy we Descry Achates first cryes Italy With a glad shout Italy haile out men A Goblet crown'd my sire Anchises then Fills with rich wine and calls the Deities Plac'd on the lofty sterne Lords of the tempests Gods of earth and seas Propitious breath blesse with faire winds the way The wish'd gale rose then opens straight the bay The Temple and Minerva's towers appeare My mates strike sayle their prowes to shore they steer Bow-bent the Port lay to the Easterne flood Dash'd with the brine high cliffes opposing stood ' Mongst towring Rocks this douhle guarded lyes In bayes obscure from shore the temple flies Here our first signe foure horses I beheld Grasing about whose whitenesse snow exceld My sire then said faire soyle thou war dost beare These are for battell horses threaten war But yet in Chariots they accustom'd joyne With curbing reins of peace a hopefull signe And here we armed Pallas did implore Who first receiv'd us joyfull on this shore In Phrygian vailes we at the Aitars stand Of Argive Juno Helenus command With care performe and her due honours pay Our vowes in order finish'd no delay But to hal'd bowlings yards and canvasse yeelds Greeke seats we fly and leave suspected fields Herculian Tarents bay if fame be true We saw oppos'd divine Lacinia view Cauloni towers wrack Scylacaeum rose Then farre from sea Sicilian Aeina shews Huge groning of the waves beat rocks from far We heare and broken thunderings at the bar Sholes rage the sands with billows mix at this Anchises said here sure Charybdis is Those Rocks sung Helenus and horrid shores Haste helme alec and stoutly ply your oars They doe as bid first Palmurus stood Steering his prow unto the lar-board flood With winds and ores that course the whole Fleet lay Heaven we advance to in the crooked bay Then sinke to hell with a descending wave Three groans the cliffes and rocky caverns gave Thrice breaking fome we saw the Planets wet We weary whilst the winds with Phaebus set By unknown shores of the Cyclopians glide The Port within was safe from storms and wide But Aetna with torne ruins thunders neere Black clouds he throws oft through the Hemisphere Smoke blazing sparks in pitchy whirle-winds rise And globes of flame exalted kisse the skies Oft rocks torne bowels of the mountaine vent And liquid stones belcht to the firmament Break thick with grones heats from the deep aspire Fame is Enceladus halse burnt with fire This hill deprest above huge Aetna laid These flames he breaths through tunnells broke convei'd And when he weary turns all Sicilie With murmure shakes and smoke involves the sky That night woods shelter'd us huge monsters there We heard nor causes of those founds appeare For no star shone nor were the Poles alowd Aetheriall light all heaven was in a clowd The Moon in nights tempestious vapors hid Aurora from the East now rising did Remove moist shadowes and the day began When from the woods a strange and unknown man Sudden appear'd pinde spent wretchedly poor Raising his hands came suppliant to the shore We view him direly fowle o're-grown his beard His coat thornes pin'd the rest a Greeke appear'd Who native armes against Troy had borne When he The Trojan habits and our armes did see Something affrighted at the first he staid And fix'd remaind then to the shore he made With tears and prayers Now by the stars I pray And by the Gods by heavens life-breathing day O Trojans take beare me to any strand I know my selfe one of the Graecian band Let this suffice and sought Troys Gods by warre For which if so great our offences are Strew me amongst the waves drown'd in vast seas If by mens hands I fall my death shall please Upon his knees he then imbracing hung On mine to tell his name from what race sprung And to declare his fortunes we demand As a firme pledge to save his life his hand Me sire Anchises freely gave the man Who shaking feare of thus at length began From Ithaca Ach'menides my name Haplesse Ulisses friend to Troy I came With my poore sire Ah had my fate fix'd there But my companions struck with horrid feare In the black Cyclops den forsooke their mate And fled the dire abode the monsters seat A vast and mighty Cave within all o're Was darkned with corrupted food and gore And he so tall his head might knock the skies From earth you Gods avert such plagues as these His visage stern a churlish voyce his food Bowels of wretched men and putrid blood I saw his huge hand seize two of our men He lying on his back stretch'd midst his den And broke on rocks filth drown'd the sprinkled flore I saw him eat limbs flowing with black gore The warme flesh trembling in his teeth But thus Ulysses takes it not or Ithacus Forgetfull did dangers so great decline But when full gorg'd he lay buried in wine His neck awry stretch'd in his spacious den Gobets with bloody wine mix'd gore agen Belching in sleep we the great Gods implore And took our chance surrounding him we bore With a sharp lance his eye which mighty did Lie single in his frowning forehead hid Like Phoebus lampe or an Argolick shield So glad revenge to our friends shade we yeeld But fly O wretches fly these dangerous coasts Your cables cut Like Polyphenee who in his Cave doth keep The woollie flocks and milks th'imprisond sheep A hundred cruell Cyclops wander more These lofty hills and haunt this winding shore Thrice Phoebe's horns their light replenished Whilst I my life in wild beasts desarts sed In dens and caves vast Cyclops view'd from high Trembling to heare their sounding feet and cry Shrubs berries was my wretched food the fruit Of stony cornell and the herbs torne root Surveying round I saw you first arrive Resolv'd who e're you were my selfe to give Your prisoner 't is enough their rage to fly
his couch she lies And him though absent thinkes she hears and sees Or for the father doth his sonne imbrace If so she might her raging love displace Now towers not rise nor Tyrians use their armes The harbour stops strong piles ' gainst all alarms Are at a stand works interrupted lye Huge Walls and Rampiers equalling the skie When Joves dear wife perceiv'd how great a bane Had seiz'd the Queen nor fame could her restrain In these words Juno did to Venus say You and your son bore gallant spoyles away A mighty conquest got and lasting fame When two Gods fraud one woman over-came I find thou fearst those walls we now erect And seats of lofty Carthage dost suspect But to what end why such debates firme peace Rather conclude and lasting marriages Let us prepare thou hast obtain'd thy aims Fond Dido burnes her bones are pierc'd with flames Let us in common with like auspice sway These men let her a Trojan Lord obey And Tyrian dowries I le permit to thee Venus for she perceiv'd the fallacie To keep the Roman sway from Lybia's stand Replide who fondly would such things with-stand Or rather would with thee in strife contend If to thy promise fortune condiscend Of fates I doubtfull am if Jove will grant Trojans and Tyrians in one town should plant Nations commix'd in firme leagues be conjoyn'd Thou art his wife try to perswade his mind Goe I 'le assist Great Juno then begun Leave that to us but how it shall be done And by what means I briefly shall declare Aeneas end the haplesse Queen prepare To hunt in Groves when Titan next displayes The morn the world discovering with his raies On them commix'd with haile a storme I le powre whilst nets surround the woods horse thickets scoure And I all heaven to thunder shall excite Their troops shall fly hid in opacious night The Trojan and the Queen shall take one cave I will be present if thy aid I have In wedlock firme I le dedicate her thine There Hymen them in private shall combine These faire proposalls Venus not denide Smiling when she her cunning drift espide Mean-while the morning from the Sea arose When through the gate a troup of prime youth goes With nets toyles spears and full-mouth'd hounds supplâ—â—â— And forth Massilians bravely mounted ride At the Court gates the Trojan nobles staid Whilst in her chamber the faire Queen delaid In trapping rich with gold and purple fit Her proud horse stands and champs the foming bit With a great troop she guarded comes at last Her Tyrian habit a rich border grac'd Her quiver gold gold did her haire infold The button of her purple vest was gold Then all the Phrygian Lords in order went Sprightly Ascanius but most eminent For person and for honour last march'd up Aeneas and to them conjoyns his troop So Phoebus shewes when Lycia he forsakes And progresse to his native Delos makes Revells begins when dancing in a round 'Bout th' Altars Crets and Driopos resound He walks on Cynthus tops soft bowes infold His flowing haire and binde with purest gold His quiver rung such was Aneas grace Such honour shines in his majestick face After they come to the high mountains fide And unfrrquented woods behold they spide Wild goats affrighted running ore the clifts On th' other hand swift Dear put to their shifts In a thick heard the open champaigne take And lost in dusty flight the hills forsake But young Ascanius in the vallies prides In his fierce horse now these now them out-rides Wishing a Boare with those dull heards would blend Or a fierce Lyon from the hils descend Mean-while high heaven with murmurs loud contends And straight a showre commixt with haile descends The Trojan Nobles and the Phrygian traine With young Ascanius scatter'd through the plaine Seek severall shelters floods from mountains rave The Trojan Prince and Dido take one cave First earth and marrying Juno gave the signe Fire ayre both conscious of the Contract shine And Nymphs sit howling on the high-browd hils This the first day of death and first of ils The cause for neither forme nor fame did move Nor Dido judgeth this unlawfull love She stiles it wedlock gives her crime that name Through Lybist's ample Cities straight flies Fame Fame is an evill none more swift which gaines By motion strength in flying force obtaines Small first by feare to heaven advanc'd now shrowds Stalking on earth her head amongst the clouds To Coeus and Enceladus the earth Vext by the wrath of Gods they tell brought forth This sister last swift footed quick she flyes A huge fowle Monster in each feather lies A watching eye conceal'd and strange she bears As many tongues loud mouths and listning ears A watch by day on battlements she lights Or lofty towers and mighty towns affrights Falshoods and lyes of as the truth she tells And Nations then with various rumours swells Things feign'd and reall glad alike she sung Aeneas from the blood of Trojans sprung To marry him faire Dido condescends And the long Winter in vast ryot spends Carelesse of rule tooke with fowle lust such things From every mouth the cruell Goddesse flings And swift to King Iabrbas Courts she came And with these tydings did his soule inflame This Joves and ravish'd Garamantis son Had built within his vast dominion A hundred temples to his fathers name As many altars and the Vigil flame The Gods eternall watch he hallowed The soyle with blood of cattell daily fed And with fresh Garlands flowrie porches drest With the harsh rumour next his soule opprest He at the Altars mongst the Gods they say Suppliant to Jove with rear'd-up hands did pray Great Jupiter to whom the Moors being plac d On wrought beds feasting now rich Bacchus taste Seest this oh father or in vain our hearts Quake at thy thunder and when lightning darts From broken clouds with noise is fond our fear Wandring our coasts a woman purchas'd here A little seat to whom we gave rich lands To whom our lawes and This our match withstands And in her Kingdome Lord Aeneas states That Paris now with his effeminate mates In his Maeonian hat and perfum'd haire Injoyes the prise we to thy Temple bear Offerings and have in vain thy name extold Thus praying he the Altar fast did hold Th' all-potent heard then views the royall frame And lovers mindless now of better fame And such things then to Mercurie injoyn'd Fly son with speed and call the western winde And to the Troian Prince on swift wings glide Who now resolves at Carthage to abide And promis'd seats neglects this message bear With speed to him and cut the yielding air For him fair Venus no such promise gave And therefore twice from Graecian arms did save But one that should command Italian Realms Groning with war pregnant with Diadems A race must spring from Teucers noble line That shall their Laws to the whole world injoyne If him no glory of such
charge and sterne Onytes too Of th' Echion name whom dame Peridia bore Brother from Lycia sent and Phoebus shore And young Menaetes who in vain denide To go to wars neer fishy Lernas side He had his craft and house wealth was unknown Whose father â—il'd a countrey not his own As fires are kindled in contrary ways Amongst dry woods and sprigs of crackling bays Or when with rapid course from mountains steep Sound foamy streams and hurry to the deep And both alike make devastations large So stout Aeneas and bold Turnus charge Their rage now boyls and breasts unconquer'd bleed With their whole strength to slaughter they proceed Muranus here boasting the antient name Of Grandsires who from Latine Princes came He with a stone orethrew and on the Plains Measur'd his length whom falne and lost his reins The wheels ran ore thick blows swift heels afford Of horses now unmindfull of their lord Turnus meets Ilus mainly raging now And casts his javelin at his golden brow Quite through the helme it fixed in his brain Nor could thy valour thee protection gain Bold Graecian Creteus from fierce Turnus ods Nor from Aeneas charge could his own Gods Cupentus save his breast to th sword must yield Nor to the wretch avail'd his brazen shield Thee Aeolus Laurentian fields saw dead And the large Champaigne thy broad shoulders spread Whom not the Argive squadrons could destroy Nor sterne Achilles who subverted Troy Here was thy place for death from Ida come Laurentian fields thy body must intombe Latins and Trojans now are all ingag'd Mnestheus Serestus and Messapus rag'd Well mounted on bravely Asylas brings Up Tuscane bands and the Arcadian wings They battell joyne and strive with all their might No reserve left there was a cruell fight The most fair mother of Aeneas here Puts in his mind to th'wals he should draw neer And straight with 's Army to the city go Which sudden should the Latins overthrow He as he Turnus sought through all the bands Bending each way saw how Laurentum stands From so much troubles safe in quiet rest A shape of greater war inflames his breast Mnestheus Sergestus and Serestus stout Plac'd on a mount he cals where round about Trojans might flock nor shields or spears they laid Aside whilst thus from rising ground he said What I command obey this Jove decrees Nor slow move for the suddain enterprise This town and city cause of all this war Unlesse they yield and say they vanquish'd are I will destroy and levell with the ground Their smoking spires till Turnus will be found Must I expect whilst he is pleas'd to fight Vanquish'd again must I attending wait Of all our woes this is the head and spring Sue then for peace with slames and fire-bands bring This said they cheerfull into order fall And in a body draw unto the wall Straight scaling ladders were and fire prepar'd Some to the gates advance and kill the guard Others all heaven with shafts and javelins cloud Aeneas first raising his hand allowd Latinus blames cals heaven to witnes then He is compel'd to take up arms agen They by hostility Peace had broken twice Then ' mongst the People factious stirs arise Some for the Trojans bid open the gate And that they should march through the city straight And to the out-works they their King do call Others bring arms and will defend the wall As when a swaine finds in a hollow rock A swarme of bees and fils the place with smoke Disturb'd they flie about their waxen seat And with a mighty noise their anger whet Smoke scales their roofs within sad murmurs rise And pitchy fumes advance unto the skies When to the fainting Latins chanc'd a woe Which the whole city did with grief oreflow As the Queen saw the foe draw neer the wall The gates beset fire on the roofs to fall Nor Turnus nigh the city to maintain Hopelesse she thought in fight the Prince was slain Struck dead with woe I am the cause she cries I I the spring of all these miseries Thus raving she her bitter grief exprest And desperate she rends her purple vest Then on a beam a knot for base death knit Soon as the wofull Latins heard of it But first Lavinia tore her golden hair And rosie cheeks they all in uprore were And the whole palace rung with dismall cries Hence the sad fame through the whole city flies Their hearts now fail'd amaz'd Latinus went And regal weeds at his wives fortune rent Then for his ruin'd town opprest with woes Foul dust upon his silver hair he throwes Himself much blaming cause he did refuse And for his son did not Aeneas chuse Mean while the warriour Turnus did a few Poor straglers to the farthest plains pursue And by degrees now slower and slower he rides And lesse and lesse in his swift horses prides Hither to him the wind strange terror bears With clamours mix'd and to his listning ears The cities confus'd noise and cries had blown Ah what misfortune now disturbs the town Why from Laurentum come such sounds This said Distracted in his mind a while he staid His sister who Metiscus shape had got His charioteer and drove his chariot To him then spake The Trojans there pursue Where victory opens now a way to you Others there are that will defend the town Aeneas drives th' Italians up and down Thundring in arms let us like slaughters make Amongst the Trojans nor the field forsake Since thou in strength and valour equal art Then Turnus said Sister long since I knew thee when by charms Thou brok'st the league and tookst thy selt up arms Now Goddesse thou deceiv'st in vain but who From heaven to suffer thus commanded you Cam'st thou to see thy brothers cruel death What safety else can fortune now bequeath Did not these eyes behold Muranus when He call'd to me aloud and call'd agen Then whom to me alas was dearer none The brave man fell by a great wound orethrown And haplesse Vfens dy'd lest he should see Our foul disgrace his arms and body be The Trojans prize Shall I here tamely stay Till they destroy the town Is that the way Nor shall this arm Drances confute shall I Retreat and shall this land see Turnus fly Is death so hard You spirits that dwell below Oh send me aid since heaven's declar'd my foe To you my spotlesle soul not knowing t' offend Worthy my predecessors shall descend Scarce said when Sages through the foe did come His horse behold all over in a fome In 's head an arrow sticking post he came Requiring aid of Turnus by his name Great Prince in thee is our last hopes allow Some aid to us Aeneas thunders now In arms about our gates and threatens he Will now destroy the towres of Italie And ready with destruction fire-brands flie About the roofs The Latines fix their eye Only on thee all 's lost if thou not aid Nor will Latinus longer be delaid Whom to call son