in dark night vve many a skirmish tride And many a Grecian soule vve sent to hell And some to ships and shores we did repell Some with base feare to th' horrid horse retire Reclimbe his back known belly holes t' acquire But fates displeas'd alas there 's nothing stable For now behold Cassandra amiable A virgin pure king Priams daughter faire Drag'd out o' th' temple by her tender haire Lifting her starrie eyes to heaven in vain Yea eyes for her soft hands bands did restrain This spightfull spectacle Choroebus fierce Hating to see with love-rage straight did pierce Into the rout resolved there to die After whom we do all most fiercely flie Here from the temples top by our friends darts We were confounded suffered sorest smarts By our chang'd arms chang'd Grecian shields and shouts And then the Greeks enrag'd since from their routs The maid was freed from all parts hither throng And fiercely us assail there Ajax strong Th' Atridas twain and Grecian bands among Like adverse windes burst out with fierce crosse puffs Eastern with West West windes with Southern shuffs Trees therewith tremble Nereus foamie voice Makes tumbling waves rowl up with roaring noise So they and those whom we by dark night vail'd With shieldie shades ensnar'd to death assail'd And chac'd about the streets appeare first finde Our changed shields and arms yea then they minde Our different dialects Straight numbers die And first Choroebus by Peneleus high At th' altar of Pallas omnipotent Did loose his life next Rhipheus eminent One of the justest and the most upright Of all our Trojan peeres fell in this fight So destinie dispos'd then Dymas di'd And Hypanis by friends as foes defi'd Nor thee good Panthus could thy pietie Nor Phoebean function save but thou must die I call to witnesse here the spirits of mine And Trojan flames that I did ne're decline In their distresse a Greek a sword a shield But had fates pleas'd to death was prest to yeeld As my Greek-slaying hand and heart did merit Thence brake out I and Pelias of stout spirit And Iphitus with us Iphitus old And Pâ—lias perisht by Vlysses bold Straight friends loud cries did us to court incite Where we did finde so fierce and furious fight As none had been before as none had di'd In all the town but what did there reside There did we see unmastered Mars rush on Bloud-glutted Greeks our houses leap upon And block up fast and scaling ladders set Against our walls and scaffolds up to get By posts and pillars striving to ascend And with their shields in left hands them defend From darted shafts their right hands grasp the tops Of highest holds the Trojans seek strong stops And from uncovered roofs pull tiles and slates And as last helps hurle them down on their pates A while to keep off death which properates Some guilded beams pluckt up do tumble down VVhich were forefathers facts of high renown Some with sharp brandisht blades their houses guard And in thick troops keep them with watch and ward Those regall rooms resolv'd with hand and heart To save and to tir'd friends best aid impart There was a wall with privie doores and wayes To passe unseen which Priam in the dayes Of Troyes triumphant state did use to walk Unhappy now and for sweet private talk Andromache did use alone to meet Her father in law and where with lovely greet Astyanax her childe his gransire saw I by this passage did my self withdraw To th' top of an high house whence all in vain The conquered Trojans showred darts amain A tower we then assail'd plac'd on a hill With skie-topt turrets built with curious skill Whence totall Troy Greeks ships and camps we might Prospectively behold this with warre spight We set upon with swords and hack in twain The joyn'd crosse beams and rais'd the ground-pins main From firm foundation shaking it so sore As that we forc'd it fall falling to roare Whose sudden ruine fiercely ruinated Huge troops of Greeks about it congregated But others us assail nor stones for harms Are spar'd nor any kinde of deadly arms Before the porch even at the doore without In glistring brazen armour Pyrrhus stout Insulting stood a brandisht sword â—â—'s hand Much like a snake basking on Sunnie land With poys'nous grasse full fed late lurking in The frozen-earth cold-swoln now his old skin Stript off and he thereby made fresh and fine His slipperie rowling back breast high doth shine Against the Sunne with 's mouths three-forked tongue Great Periphas Antomedon among Achilles page horse-rider present were And all the lusty Scyrian youths were there All thick do throng to th' house and wildefire cast Up to the top Himself first comes on fast With a tough two-edg'd tool cuts doores in sunder And pulls down brazen posts with Martiall thunder Thus the beams broke boards cleft ruptures made bare The rooms within great halls and parlours faire Where Priam and Troyes ancient princes rare Delighted were all lay to open view All were display'd Thence feare and frights ensue To see arm'd souldiers stand before the doores Loud screeks and cries tumultuous uproares Do fill the rooms within which loudly ring With womens wailings whose shrill clamours ding The golden starrie skies The ladies faire O'reloaded with laments runne here and there And clasped posts embrace and kisse in feare But Pyrrhus vvith paternall power breaks in Nor walls nor warders can protection win His battering ramme breaks open doores and gates Pushing down pillars all things devastates The Greeks do finde or force their way at will Kill all they meet all parts with souldiers fill The foaming floud when banks are open brast O'rerunning obvious mounts runnes not so fast VVhen its resistlesse stream the field o'reflows And swallows sheep and sheep-coats as it goes Thus did I Neoptolemus behold Even drunk with bloud and both th' Atridas bold Entring the entry and faire Hecuba Her divers daughters and king Priam gray Defile the fires with bloud once consecrated His fiftie concubines accommodated With fiftie hopefull sonnes columnes ore'laid With barbarie gold with spoiles most specious made All wofully laid waste and Greeks do share Amongst themselves what ravening fire did spare And now perhaps you 'l ask how Priam fared VVhen he beheld his citie so ensnared His building burnt with fire houses puld down And in the midst of 's palace foes fierce frown The good old king his long left-arms resumes And with age-feeble joynts sword shield assumes Buckles all on but all in vain and so His dying self in midst of foes doth throw I' th' heart of 's court just in the open aire A mightie altar stood a bay-tree faire Did by it grow ancient and ample spread VVhose shade the shrine and carv'd Gods covered Here Hecuba and all her daughters milde Like doves driven headlong by a tempest wilde All in a heap in vain the altar hold And in their arms their helplesse Gods enfold But when she saw her aged
speciall care To carry thence over the mountains high Loathing to live Troy lost doth flat denie To go with me and exile to endure And said O you whose bloud is fresh and pure Who young and strong can of your selves subsist Shift you for life you may flie if you list But as for me if fates would I should live They sure this place would me for safegard give But 't is enough more then enough I see One ruine and our citie lost yet we Survive even thus oh thus my corps laid well Departing give it a sad Vale knell These hands shall finde out death foes may be kinde They 'le take but spoiles small losse no grave to finde Heaven-hated and earth-loathing fruitlesse me My yeares till now too long protracted be Since first the father of Gods and mans great king Did on my corps his blasting lightnings fling Urging these arguments he fixt remains But we with cheeks all wet with tearie stains I with my wife Creüsa and my childe And our whole houshold with intreats most milde Pray'd he would not all with himself o'rethrow But yeeld to forcing fates Still he said no. Who holding his intentions sitting still To arms again I flie with eager will Willing to die a most perplexed wight For what advise what fortune help me might Thinkst thou deare father I 'le thee leave and flie May a fathers tongue vent such indignitie Iffates conclude nought shall of Troy be left And that to min'd Troy of help bereft Thou art resolv'd thy self and thine to adde The gate stands ope death may be quickly had Pyrrhus with Priams bloud all-soil'd makes haste The sonnes bloud in his fathers sight to waste The father at his sacred shrine to slay For this deare mother hast thou been my stay And refuge from all darts and deadly fire That I should see i' th' heart and heat of ire My father wife and my Ascanius tender In one anothers bloud their lives surrender By furious foes Arms arms bring arms deare friends This last day calls us conquered to our ends Shew me the Greeks set me afresh to fight We will at least some of our deaths requite Hereat I buckled on my arms again And on my left-arm did my shield retain But to the field I readie now to flie Behold my deare Creüsa suddenly Just at the doore about my heels hung fast And in my presence my Iülus cast Saying If thou 'lt flie and die let 's die with thee Or if in arms lest hope of help there be Bestow thy strength first to defend this place To vvhom else dost thou leave us in this case To whom thy father thy Iülus deare To vvhom me thy late vvife dost thou leave heare Weeping these vvords she fills the house with cries When strange to tell there suddenly did rise A hideous chance for even amongst us all In my sad fathers sight bright beams did fall Upon the top of young Iülus head Which lightly licks his locks and hurtlesse fed And grew about his brows VVe much afraid Frame burning haire to strike the flames assaid To quench the sacred fire vvith vvater cast But grave Anchises joyfull lifts at last His eyes his hands and voice to heaven on high Saying O great Iove if prayers do pierce the skie And move thee ought regard us in this thing If pietie to mortalls profit bring Great father grant thy favour stablish right All these so faire predictions in our sight Scarce spake the old man thus when sudden sound Of ratling vvelcome thunder did rebound A streaming starre from heaven most nimbly fell Whose lustrous brightnesse rarely did excell Which from our houses top we saw to glide Its shining self in Ida's wood to hide Pointing our path whose furrow with long streams Shone all abroad with sulfure fuming gleams My father hence o'recome the signe respects Adores the starre thanks to the Gods directs Forthwith cuts off delayes sayes Here am I Lead on the way I 'le follow readily Deare Trojan Gods my house and grandchilde save This was your augur yet you seem to have Some care of Troy I yeeld good sonne with thee To go along This said we heare and see Upon our walls a more cleare flashing flame And scorching heat more neare us rowling came I therefore said Deare father take fast hold About my neck for I with courage bold Willingly on my back will beare you hence How e're things hap one common exigence Ones welfare shall be boths Iülus vve Will take with us my wife may follow me And you my servants mark well what I say Being out o' th' town you 'le finde a hâ—ll i' th' way And now forsaken Ceres temple old Whose ground an ancient Cypresse tree doth hold Many yeares kept for our religions sake Thither we 'le all from all parts us betake Our Gods and sacred things father hold you But as for me that now this warre eschew Still stain'd with hot bloudshed 't is impious sure Them once to touch till in some fountain pure I may me lave and cleansing fit procure This said I with a lions skin arayd Clothes on my neck and shoulders fitly laid I took my burthen up my right hand fast My young Iülus gript and on he past But not with equall pace to 's fathers flight My wife comes after forc'd through darkest night We thus are hurried on and I whom late No clouds of flying darts could trepidate Nor swarmie troops of adverse Greeks could wound Novv feare each puff of vvinde each smallest sound Most for my little mate grandvveight thus fear'd And now to th' citie gate my way thus clear'd Thinking all safe I seem'd most suddenly To heare a thick quick noise of feet hard by And straight my father through a glimmering shade Looking foreright O sonne deare sonne he said And hast'ly cride Flie fast our foes draw nigh For I their shields and glittering arms do spie Hereat I know not what unfriendly fate Made me amaz'd did me precipitate Into strange by-wayes lanes and lawns untill Whether by fate fetcht thence she lived still Wretch that I am I lost Creüsa kinde Or whether being wearie left behinde Or having lost her way I am unsure But sure no search her sight could reprocure And e're her lost my mindes reflect respected To Ceres sacred seat the place directed Even to the hill we came where we all met One onely wanted whose mistake did fret Her mates her sonne and me her husband deare And whom herein did frantick I hold cleare And not accuse Or Gods or men or what In all Troyes wrack held I more harsh then that Ascanius and Anchises my deare sire Our Trojan troop and Gods with zeals hot fire I to my mates commend and did them hide In a deep vale my self to th'citie hy'd Appointed with my shining shield and arms I now resolv'd to reinforce all harms The citie thorough to perambulate My life in dangers to precipitate And first I mount the walls and as
do tame Nor am I ignorant you feare our powers And much suspect high Carthaginian towers But to what end is this vvhy do we strive Let 's rather practise peace at long-love drive And them in vvedlock joyn'd make live love thrive Thou hast thy hearts desire Poore Dido burns With extream love which her to phrensie turns Let 's then this people into one unite Let 's rule them both with equall love delight Let her her Trojan true-love serve obey And totall Tyre to thee large dowry pay To whom for well she saw she subt'ly spake Th' Italian kingdome frustrate thus to make Th' imperiall throne to Carthage to procure Thus Venus said who 'd be so senselesse sure This to deny or strife with thee t' endure If that thou say'st the fates would ratifie But by them I 'm distracted diversely If Iove to Tyrians and to Trojans grant Themselves in this one citie safe to plant To live together like the combination Thou art his wife try thou by impetration What he will do Go first I 'le follow thee Straight sayes queen Iuno Leave that work to me Now how what I desire we may effect Listen I pray I briefly will direct Aeneas and poore Dido do intend Next day i' th' woods in hunting sport to spend As soon as ever Titans lustrous ray Begins to beautifie the lightsome day I on them both a black thick cloud of hail And on his hastning followers will not fail With thunder to showre down whiles in great feare They winde the woods and search to chase the deere Their gallants gone enclos'd in clouds most black The Trojan prince and Dido I 'le bring back Into one cave we 'le both be present there And if with me thou like good liking beare She shall be Bride and I 'le them firmly wed Here shall their nuptialls be their marriage bed To these desires faire Venus with a smile Gives her consent glad to have found the guile And now from seas arose Aurora bright And Lucifer dayes harbinger in sight Young gallants nimbly flock about the gates And in their hands boare speares with iron plates Their nets gins grins troops of Massylian sparks Kennels of senting hounds with loud-mouth'd barks Prime Punick peeres at the queens chamber wait Who there herself was dressing in great state Her steed in stately trappings proudly stamps And in his mouth his foamie bridle champs At last the queen comes forth with tendance great Adorned with a Tyrian mantle neat Most richly wrought a golden quiver hangs Behinde her back her haire ty'd up with spangs And knots of gold buttons of beaten gold Her purple garments neatly clasp and hold The Trojan troops do also follow neare 'Mongst whom comes young Iülus with brave cheere But yet the first and fairest of them all This hunting-game doth prince Aeneas call Them to associate make the train compleat Like faire Apollo when his Delphick seat He glad revisits leaving Lycia cold And Xanthus streams and sacred feasts doth hold With his Epirian Cretian Scythian rout Of lords and lowns Parnassus round about Himself on Cynthus tops doth stalk in state His fragrant haire laid in a curious plate He bindes with tender boughs and wreaths with gold At 's back his quiver clattering shafts doth hold Lovely like him was now Aeneas pace Such sparkling splendour shone from his faire face Thus when the high hills they ascended had And search'd beast-couching holes and haunts most glad Behold a herd of wilde goats they espie Run down the tops of rocks and fast to flie From other parts he saw i' th' open plain A herd of deere to skip and skud amain And with their thick quick race to raise the dust Leaving the hills themselves in thickets thrust The lusty lad Ascanius ' midst the plains On 's nimble courser races runs maintains Outriding all ardently long to spie Some foaming boare 'mongst the mean beasts to flie Some lusty lion from the mountains high Meanwhile the heavens with stormie clouds are cloy ' Huge showers of hail the hunters soon annoy'd Whereat the Tyrian troops and Trojan train Yea Venus sonne himself flock all amain Disperst and scattered all with feare to hide Themselves in what next shelter they espi'de Great rainy flouds from hills do whirling glide In one cave Dido and Aeneas meet And first the earth and nuptiall Iuno sweet Work wedlock signes conjugall fire and aire Shew forth and wood-nymphs loud their loves declare This day began first cause of death of woe For neither future fame nor present show Doth Dido move nor to consulting came This surreptitious love which she did name Wedlock and under wedlocks name did hide This faulty fact which soon o're Libya wide Fame blows about even fame that fluttering ill Which thrives by flight and as it goes grows still Small first by feare strait stuft up wondrous high First goes on ground then hides its head i' th' skie Whose mother earth men say did her beget On extream fury which the Gods did fret Sister to Caeus and Enceladus By light-fleet quick wings expeditious Huge horrid elf with feathered corps so thick Such unseen eyes most strange for sight so quick So many tatling tongues and railing lips Such listning eares such nightly nimble skips She makes i' th' aire and in dark shades so squeaks That rest she takes none but sweet slumber breaks By day strait watch she keeps on supream seats Or palace turrets and towns fright and threats More full of fiction fraud then faithfulnesse With various voices in meere wantonnesse Stuffing the vulgar sort tatling about Things done or undone without feare or doubt The Troyes Aeneas was arived here That Dido faire wedded him as her Pheere That now a winter long their lusts they nourisht Carelesse of crowns they filthy folly cherisht This godlesse Goddesse spreads these mens mindes VVhich to Iärbas king accesse soon findes Wherewith he 's vex'd perplex'd exasperated From Ammon he by birth was generated And the deflor'd nymph Garamantide To Iove an hundred temples builded he Through his large realms an hundred shrines beside Where sacred unextinguisht fires did ' bide For dayes and nights incessant sacrifice Unto his Gods fraught with fat beasts likewise For burnt oblations all the doores throughout VVith flowers and garlands garnished about He mad with love with the harsh heare-say stung Forthwith 't is said unto his altars flung And ' midst his Gods his hands high elevated Iupiter thus he humbly invocated All powerfull Iove whom we black Moores adore To whom we our Lenaean liquors poure On right embroidered beds seest thou these things Or when great Iove thou on us earthly kings Dost flash forth lightnings feare we this in jest Do those cloud-hid flames vainly fright mans breast Make but a skarre-crow sound A woman late Who stragling to these parts did at a rate Purchase and plant a poore a petty town Whom subject to the statutes of our crown We license gave to plant and plow our land
potent potions metamorphis'd had Of comely men into wilde beasts most bad Now that these honest Trojans might escape These havens and such prodigious bestiall shape And not approach that hurtfull hatefull shore Neptune with prosperous gales their sails up bore Forc'd them from thence them from those dangers â—â—ave Now Thetis breasts waxt red Aurora brave I' th' azure skie with golden rayes shone bright And suddenly the windes were calmed quite The rocky seas their oares did nimbly smite And beat about And here a mightie wood Aeneas spide through which faire Tybers floud With nimble goldie streams to sea did glide And yellow sands the current beautifi'de And various birds which did those banks frequent And the flouds bubling falls such notes did vent Above about as did delight the skie And in the woods with chirping chants did flie And here he bids his mates their voyage stay To winde the fleet to land then joyfull they Enter the shady river Now relate Vrania faire what kings what times what state Old Italie retain'd when this thy fleet Thy new-come armie brought to Latium sweet I 'le all set forth and warres first grounds recite Thou O thou Goddesse faire teach me to write Those bloudy broiles fierce troops warre-thirsty kings The Tyrrhean and Italian Martiall wings All in an uproare here 's new work indeed A mightie task to which I now proceed Old king Latinus o're those realms did reigne And them in peace and plentie did maintain Faunus and Marica old writers gather His parents were king Picus Faunus father And thou great Saturn thou art said to be The utmost basis of his progenie No sonne or issue-male fates did him give Death on one sâ—az'd as soon as he gan live One onely marriageable daughter faire Upheld his court and state to whom repaire Many Italian peeres and potentates All whom brave Turnus chiefly emulates For 's famous ancestours most eminent And him the queen with love most vehement Did like and long to make her sonne in law But heaven-diverting prodigies she saw Crossing her thoughts A spreading lawrell tree Grew in the midst o' th' court whose branches he Had many yeares preserv'd with reverend feare And whiâ—h Latinus when he first did reare His stately towres there found and consecrated To gâ—eat Apollo as it is related And from it did the land Laurentum name A thick quick swarm of humming bees there came Strange to be spoken out o' th' open aire And to this lawrells tops did all repaire And on the boughs close by their feet they hung All in a sudden swarm in clusters clung Their augur straight cries out I plainly finde A forrain prince t' approach with him conjoyn'd Are strong confederates who with partners bold From these same parts this towre shall take and hold Moreover as lady Lavinia good In sacrifice hard by her father stood Her haire strange sight was all on a light fire Whose cinging flames burnt all her rich attire Her locks were burnt burnt was her diadem Beset with stones most rich and many a gemme Up flies the fume abroad the flame extends And Vulcans violence to th' roof ascends This was a hideous sight hard to endure For fame and fates did glorious things assure From her yet that she should fierce battels breed But these strange sights the carefull king with speed Brings to his father Faunus auguries In great Albuna's grove there to advise In which wide wood a sacred spring did glide Misty mephitis with foule fogs doth bide Hither all Italie Oenotria land Do still repaire dark doubts to understand Here when the priest the presents being paid On slain sheeps skins by night to sleep is laid And falls asleep in sleep strange visions views Heares various voices conference does use And speech to sprites from th' Acherontine lake Here when as grave Latinus prayers did make For faire replies and many sheep being slain Prostrate upon the skins he did remain And from the wood these words he heard most plain Faire sonne forbeare thy daughter deare to wed To native Latines shun their marriâ—ge bed I have new forrain sonnes in law whose race Our name and fame unto the starres shall grace Whose noble seed each sublunary thing Which Sol beholds shall to subjection bring And rule and over-rule These plain replies Of 's father Faunus and his counsel wise Latinus locks not up in silent sort But of it flying fame makes loud report Throughout all Italie And now at last The Trojan youths their fleet made firmly fast Against the grassy banks Aeneas then And faire Iulus flower of all his men With his couragious captains in degree Repose their bodies under a great tree Then on the grasse they set their cheere and cakes Made of good meal whereof each one partakes But for so Iove by th' Harpyes had decreed Were fain at last on mountain-fruits to feed And this food failing they were forc'd to eat The crums and scraps of refuse bread and meat And with their hands to break all hungerbit The sacred food for other use more fit Nor spared they their trenchers broad whereby Iulus said See sirs strange penurie Which even our tables hath devoured quite Nor more did he allude but with quick sight At his first words his father did foresee Of all his travells now an end to be And intercepted the first words he spake And at his fates amaz'd forth straight he brake Into these words Faire fate-given land all hail And you Troyes Gods whose faith ne're yet did fail Here 's here 's our countrey happy habitation For now I well remember this relation Of these hid fates my father made to me When thou deare sonne sayes he ariv'd shalt be On a strange land and famine thee shall force Thy meat all spent to have sharp-set recourse To sacred cates then there thou mayst expect To ease thy vvearie limbes there to erect Safe seats and with strong hand thy state protect This was that dearth that last affrighting ill Which should all future feare and mischief kill Be stirring then betimes by break of day And scout about each part and place survay What houses and inhabitants you finde Thus from the port all severall vvayes let 's winde And now full cups to Iove let 's drink and pray To old Anchises and in goblets gay Set wine upon the board Thus having said With gallant garlands he his head aray'd Then invocates Apollo Tellus faire The mother of the Gods and nymphs most rare And the yet unknown flouds and obscure night And nightly rising starres by solemne rite And Ida's Iove and 's Phrygian mother faire His parents both in hell and heaven which are And now all-potent Iupiter on high From heaven thrice thundred but auspiciously And in his hand a fierie cloud did shake VVhich did a radiant golden lustre make Here 'mongst the Trojan troops straight rumours rofe That now 's the time they cities should compose Busily therefore banquets they prepare And full of vvine by
arms to lead along What fear'st thou 't is high time leave all delay With horse and chariots now to make thy prey On their confused camp Thus having said With well-poys'd wings to th' heavens herway she made And in her flight she cuts her mightie bow Under a cloud The young prince did her know And lifting both his hands up to the skies After her flying with these words he flies Faire Iris heavens great grace who did thee force Thus from the clouds to me to have recourse Whence is this sudden storm so bright and cleare Me thinks I see heaven cleft i' th' midst appeare And stragling starres from proper pole declines Who e're me callâ— to arms so sacred signes I 'le follow fast This said to th' stream he hastes And of the water a deep draught he tastes Loading his Gods with prayers and protestations And now his troops to field made properations Rich of rare horse embroidered cloaths and gold The valiant vantguard by Messapus bold The rereward by brave Tyrrhus youths was led The main battalion Turnus marshalled Advancing his brave arms farre 'bove the rest Like flowing Ganges with seven streams addrest And silent running or like fertile Nile O'reflowing fields yet couching close the while A sudden black-dust cloud the Trojans spide Growing farre off darknesse the fields do hide Whereat first Caicus from a crosse bank cries Faire friends what cloud-like troop doth yonder rise Flie to your swords and speares get up the walls Alas our foe on us already falls Hereat the Trojans raise a piteous crie But close about the wall and gates they lie For so at 's parting wise Aeneas had His armie charg'd if any fortune bad Should them befall and not in battell ray In field to trie the fortune of the day But keep their camp with forts and trenches strong Though therefore shame and rage provoke them long Battell to joyn yet they do fortifie And guard the gates and do obsequiously As they were charg'd Thus well prepar'd in arms They in their forts expect their foes alarms Now Turnus all his tardie troops out-â—iding Twentie choice knights about his body biding Was on a suddâ—n to the citie nigh Whom a white spotted steed most prancingly Of Thracian breed did beare upon his head A golden helm with a crest beauteous red O who is he brave sparks amongst you all Sayes he with me first on our foes dares fall With that he cast a dart into the aire The onset to the fight with courage rare Entring the field himself his mates in arms Following him fast with clamorous loud alarms Wondring to see the Trojans cowardise As they suppos'd not daring t'enterprise To fight the field in arms to play the men But keep their camps he in a furie then Doth gallop up and down the wall about For fierce assaults a fit place to spie out And as a ravening wolf all hungerbit Doth roave and rave and 'bout the sheep-fold sit At midnight dark enduring winde and weather To watch and catch the prey the lambes together Keep with their dammes and do securely bleat The wolf without rageth about for meat Extreamly vext to see the sheep so pent And he so long to suck their bloud so bent Even so Rutulian Turnus hunts about The walls and trenches extream rage flames out Hate heats his heart to know by what means best To finde a way the Trojans to infest And flying out of their forts compulsively To force them to the field then does he spie Their fleet which did behinde their camp lie sure And which strong walls of waves did safe immure This he assails and all his mates desires To bring in haste store of consuming fires And first himself cast in a pine-board flame And all his souldiers forthwith do the same Their princes presence stimulates their hearts Thus all the youth with fire-brands play their parts And fling about fierce flames and to the skies Made mightie fumes with pich and tarre arise Tell me faire Muses what so mightie power Permitted not such fierce flames to devoure And turn'd to ashes all Troyes navy great Though future times may former facts repeat With hard belief this facts fame ne're shall die When first in Phrygian isle most carefully Aeneas did a fleet for sea prepare The Gods great mother Berecynthia faire Is said her sonne great Iove thus to intreat Deare sonne since thou now rul'st olympus great Grant thy intreating mother this request A pine-tree wood long time I loved best I' th' height whereof a gallant grove there stood Whither were brought me sacrifices good Shadow'd it was with firres and maples brave These to the Trojans use I freely gave When they to build them ships had speciall need Now anxious feare much care doth in me breed Of this feare free me grant me this request That by no nimble course they be distrest Nor overthrown by fire or furious winde Let all that thence do grow this favour finde Her sonne which rules the world and starrie skie Unto his mother made this brief replie Whither deare mother wouldst thou fates incline Or what request for them is this of thine Can mortall things immortall states possesse Or can Aeneas sail free from distresse What God so great can in this case be free Nay when Troyes princes sailings finisht be When Trojans Latiums ports and parts have gain'd Whats'ever ships from storms shall have remain'd I 'le take from them their mortall shape and form And them into sea-nymphs I will transform Like Nerean Clotho Galatea faire Cutting the foamy waves with breast most bare He said it swore it for more confirmation By 's brother Styxes foule flouds inundation By pichy streams and Pluto's black gulfs banks And nods whose nods whole heaven affrights blanks The promis'd day waâ— come fates now fulfill The due designed time to Ioves great will VVhen Turnus turbulent injurious deed Mov'd the great mother of the Gods with speed To free her sacred ships from his fierce flame Here first to sight a sudden brightnes came A mightie cloud from th' Eastern skie did glide And all th' Idaean damsells were discride Then from the skies a thundring voice was heard Deare Trojans of my ships be not afraid Nor struggle ye to shield them with strong arm Ere Turnus does my sacred ships least harm He sooner shall with fire burn up the seas Go sea-nymphs go sayes she swimme loose at ease Your mother bids you Straight at her commands Each ship from shore most nimbly brake their bands And presently like dolphins duck and dive And like so many virgins faire alive Strange to behold in sea they all appeare So many ships so many nymphs were here All the Rutulians hereat stood amaz'd Messapus self hereat with terrour gaz'd And all his frighted horse the stream stands still Tyber retreats and vents out voices shrill Yet for all this Turnus turns all to th' best His courage and his confidence are prest Boldly he cheeres them boldly
Serranus and stout Numa slain As they the first assault did well maintain A mightie confluence of people came About the corps flocking to see the same To see their half-dead friends the bloudy place And streams of foamy gore flowing apace They know the spoiles Messapus helmet bright The trappings faire re-gain'd with sweaty fight And now Aurora rare relinquished Her earthly Tithons saffron-colour'd bed And with fresh light the earth had garnisht gay And Sol now up all hid things did display Turnus compleatly arm'd his men iâ—cites To arms and to fierce skirmishes invites Each souldier calls his mate and various words Of those last facts whet both their hearts and swords The heads besides a woefull sight to see Of Nisus and Euryalus fastned be To th' tops of two tall poles and carried high With mighty clamours of the armies crie The Trojans indefatigabely stand And on the citie-walls to the left hand They bend their armed bands for on the right The river running hedg'd them in with might The ditches they defend and on high towers In mournfull manner stood their Martiall powers Before their eyes the mens two-heads being plac'd Sorrows too well known signes both much defac'd With filth and bloud Meanwhile doth winged fame Throughout the trembling town divulge the same And to the mother of Euryalus Relates these things she most calamitous Straight fell into cold sweats and shivering feares Let fall her wheel and spindle le ts fall teares And woefully flies out cries out apace With womanish loud screeks in piteous case Tearing her haire and frantickly ascending The citie-walls her hastie courses bending To the first watch regardlesse of whats'ere She neither men nor darts nor death doth feare But thus she fills the heavens with plaints and cries On thee Euryalus cast I mine eyes And art thou he should'st be the staffe and stay Of mine old age and could'st thou run away Hard-hearted boy and leave me all alone Might not thy woefull mother first have known Thy parting hence and ta'ne last sad farewell Before such bitter dangers thee befell Alas thou unknown land alas for thee That thou a prey to birds and beasts shouldst be I brought thee not to this sad funerall Nor shed salt teares to rensh thy corps withall Thy body in pure linen cloaths to lay Which thriftily I wrought on night and day My aged dayes and cares to passe away Whither deare sonne shall I now follow thee Tell me where thy dismembred members be Where are thy parted parts thy joynts disjoyn'd Where in what land may I thee buried finde Bring'st thou my sonne this woefull news to me Have I for this through sea land followed thee You rough Rutulians if least love you have Least pity you possesse on me I crave On me I pray you showre out all your darts Let all your swords end all my living smarts Or else do thou great Iove now stand my friend And vvith thy stroke my hatefull life now end Since I no otherwise can end these vvoes From her great grief o're all the camp arose An universall sorrow loud lament Their former courage now seems dull and spent As thus her sorrows did incense their grief Actor Idaeâ—s two brave Trojans chief Advis'd thereto by vvise Ilioneus And sorely vveeping young Ascanius Took her up straight and in their arms her bare Into the house and there of her took care But now brasse trumpets sounded shrill alarms Cries flie to th' skies and blustering stirre to arms The Volscians close their shields together knit To hide their heads and hastily them fit To fill the dikes the trenches down to teare For passage some to th' vvalls their ladders reare On that side vvhere the armie vvas not great And vvhere their troops vvere thin and not compleat The nimble Trojans on the other side Accustom'd long besieged brâ—nts to ' bide Do all their engines and their arms retort And vvith strong pikes thrust them from vvalls and fort And vvith huge ponderous stones tumble them back Thus if they might their pendhouse shields to crack And break in sunder they now having tride All hazards under their thick shields to ' bide But all too vveak for vvhere most heaps collected The Trojans there a poudering pile dejected Which rouling rumbling down with vvondrous waight Did beat and batter the Rutulians straight Their targets touâ—h and strong unbound and brake Forcing Rutulians maugre former crake To feare forbeare sight under blind-fold shields And leaving stratagems i' th' open fields With vvingy shafts they now vvith courage stout Contend and from their trench to beat them out On one side proud Mezentius vvith fierce look His huge Etruscan flaming pine-lance shook On th' other side Messapus rider rare VVhose royall race sprang from great Neptune faire Brake into th'trench for scaling ladders calls To keep his hold and to ascend the vvalls O see faire Nine Calliope I pray Grace with your gracefull aid my warbled lay That â— may sing and shew what slaughters great What grave heaps Turnus made in Martiall heat What soules he sent to hell help me I pray These mightie battells issues to display For ye faire ladies can them promptly tell And ye have power to expresse them well There was a skie-topt fort with scaffolds high And situated adventagiously Which the Italians with their utmost strength Assaulted fiercely to o'rethrow at length And which the Trojans on the other side With thrown-down stones to safeguard did provide And through the loop-holes shooted showres of darts But Turnus chiefly and his Martiall hearts Fierce fire-balls threw which 'gainst the walls did stick And help'd with windes burnt up the boards most quick And on the weather-beaten posts took hold The troubled Trojans hearts vvithin vvaxt cold And fain they vvould these pressing ills have fled But savv in vain they all endeavoured They drew up then in heaps retreating straight Whereas no fire was flung then with huge weight The thus assaulted fort praecipitate Came tumbling down with thundring noise to th' skie In whose fierce fall with extream miserie Men were dasht down half dead unto the ground And their own weapons did themselves confound And wooden splinters did them pierce and vvound Helenor onely and Lycus likevvise Did hardly scape and from that mischief rise Helenors yeares him eldership allot King Maeons sonne upon his maid begot And by her nurs'd in secret after sent To Troy to th' warres without allow'd consent He scapt I say with 's naked sword most poore And on his arm a shield ignobly bore Who when he saw himself surrounded quite With Turnus troops and Latine bands in bright And glistring arms on both sides spread about Like a wilde-beast whom huntsmen with great shout Do hedge in round seeing himself beset Against their tools and toils doth rage and fret And on expected death doth rudely lip And desp'rately on snares and grins doth skip So this now lustie lad fearelesse to die Into the midst of 's foes doth
old angers flame Forgot fierce griefs to fresh remembrance came Her beautie scorn'd by Paris judgement base That hatefull stock stole Ganymeds great grace For these all these great Iuno all-displeas'd The Trojans poore by tossing waves diseas'd Of Greeks and fierce Achilles the remains Enforced farre from her Italian planes Long times through seas by fates they driven were So hard it was Romes empire up to reare Scarce had they cheerly from faire Sicils fight Hoist sails and plowd the foamy waves outright When Iuno stuft with ancient imbred ire Sayes thus Must I vanquisht vail my desire Can I not keep Troyes king from Italy Cause fates forbid Could Pallas potently Fire all the Grecian fleet the Greeks all drown For one mans fault even Ajax mad love known Ioves nimble lightning she from heaven soon darted The waves wound up the ships disperst and parted And him himself heart wounded spuing fire With whirlewindes dasht on rocks she made expire But I the queen of Gods sister and wife To mighty Iove have many yeares had strife With one poore nation who 'le henceforth adore Great Iunoes Godhead or her aid implore This Goddesse thus pumps forth her fierie spite And to Aeolia swiftly takes her flight To Winde-land full of furious Southern blasts Where Aeolus their king most fiercely casts The blustring winds and tempests turbulent Into vast caves as slaves in prison pent They rumbling make huge noise i' th' hollow pits Where Aeolus enthron'd with scepter sits And tames their tumults over-rules their rage Which if he should not powerfully asswage Swiftly they 'd sweep both heaven earth seas and all And whisk them through the aire without recall But mighty Iove kept them in dungeons black This fearing and main mounts laid on their back Gave them a king who being charg'd should see To curb or loose the reins by firm decree To whom now gentle Iuno humbly said Great Aeolus for so great Iove thee made Potent to still the waves to stirre the winde On Tyrrhean seas do sail my foes unkinde Troy into Italie in hopes transporting Their petty conquered Gods with them consorting Strike strength into thy windes their ships all scatter Or drown or on rocks sands their bodies batter Foureteen faire lovely lively Nymphs I have Of whom the rarest for her beautie brave My Deïopeia thy faire bride shall be And in firm wedlock wedded unto thee In lew of all thy love eternally Making thee â—ire of sweet posteritie To whom thus Aeolus Great queen but say For what you bid I 'm bound straight to obey By you I have this kingdome whatsoe're By you my scepter and Ioves favour deare I do enjoy and with the Gods do feast O're windes and storms by you's my power increast This was no sooner said but straight he stroke His speare into th' hills side forth forth with broke Huge blustring windes as all in uproare rais'd Through that small postern making earth amaz'd Then nestling on the sea they rouse the waves Quite topsie turvie East South-east outbraves Yea stormie Africk puffs upon the ocean Making flouds flow to shore with strange commotion Hence follow straight mens shreeks and creaks of cable Storm clouds from Trojans sight day-light disable Claps up the sunne black night the sea hugs o're And all the heavens sound with Ioves thunder roare With thick quick lightning flashes th' aire 's repleat And all things present death to th' Trojans threat Forthwith Aeneas joynts with chilling feare Benum'd he sighs and 's hands to heaven doth reare Venting these sad events Blest oh thrice blest Were they whom 'fore friends face home death gave rest O Greeks great Diomedes tell me why Why by thy hands in Troyes camps died not I Where by Achilles blade Sarpedon stout And our warre-wondrous Hector with death fought Where swift Simois did ingurgitate Helms shields and valiant corps inanimaâ—e Whiles thus he spake a whistling Nâ—r hern puff Whiffs up the waves gives his sails such a cuff As brake their wingy oares turn'd the foredeck And layes the ships broad side to th' bâ—llows check Then follows flows a mountanous burst wave These turret like on flouds tops station have Those 'twixt two gaping seas seem sunk to th'ground Whom boyling fomie frothy flouds surround A Southern blast three 'gainst hard high rocks mall'd Rocks which i' th' deep Italians Altars call'd Huge swell'd up heaps amidst the sea and three East winde on shallows cast wofull to see And dasht on foards engulft in thick quicksands One which Orâ—ntes held and Lycian bands Was sorely shaken by a furious wave Even in his sight which the ship-master drave Headlong o're board The ship it self at last Thrice whirling round was on a whirlepool cast And so devour'd Men riches writings arms Were here and there seen floating helples harms Above the waves Ilion's and stout Achates Brave barks and that of Abas old Alethes All these the storm had torn all leakt full sore And at the leak suckt dangerous draughts in store Neptune meanwhile sees the seas huge commotion Foule winter weather overspread his ocean Waves upside down o'return'd highly offended With a calm countenance the main ascended Looking about sees all Aeneas fleet Disperst his Trojans nought but wave-woes meet Heavens hot combustion Iunoes rage and guile Not being to her brother hid the while East and West windes to him he call'd and said Proud windes hath your high stock so stout you made Thus heaven and earth without me to molest To dare my streams with such fierce flouds t'infest Whom I but first 't is best the storm to stay Then with unpattern'd plagues your pride I 'le pay Be packing quick and tell your king from me The three-tooth'd scepter and seas soveraigntie Are mine not his let him his hard rocks hold Your dens puft windes let Aeolus be bold In that his craggy court to rule and reigne His windes in that close prison to contain This said he swiftly swag'd the swelling streams Dispell'd the cloddy clouds clear'd Sols bright beams Cymoth and Triton strenuously do strive The ships securely from hard rocks to drive Neptune's self nimbly with his trident mace Helps from the sands and seas all feares to chase And o're the seas surface his chariot glides And like as when sedition rudely rides Amongst th' ignoble madhead vulgar hindes Then sticks and stones flie thick wrath weapons findes But if some grave great man they haply spie Straight they stand husht listning attentively Whose words their wills reform their rage appease So at great Neptunes sight all sea-storms cease And being ceast in 's chariot cheerefully He turns his steeds gives reins to heaven doth hie The tired Trojans now seek the next strand And soon arrived on faire Libya's land There is a place in a long creek where th' ile By cast-up banks doth a safe haven compile Broke from the main whence doth the stream divide Into safe creeks here there huge rocks reside Two chiefly whose high tops seem heaven to threat
Goes forth next morn as soon as day grew light To search new corners see what shores he found Who dwelt there for 't was all rude untill'd ground Or men or beasts and to his mates made known What he found out His ships tied safe each one Under a concave rock tall trees did hide With mighty boughs Achates by his side A brandisht lance in 's hands with strong steel lin'de Whom's mother Venus met i' th' wood most kinde With Spartane virgins arms coat count'nance-grace Or like horse-tiring Harpalace of Thrace Or like swift Hebrus in its nimblest flight For on her shoulders hung she huntresse right A comely bow her haire dangling i' th' winde Knees bare breasts ope her coat tuckt up behinde And first she sayes Sirs saw ye shew me pray Any of my sisters wandring by this way Arm'd with their quivers clad with leopards hide The foaming boare with loud noise to outstride Thus Venus and thus Venus sonne Faire dame None of thy sisters by us this way came Or hard or seen O whom may I thee deem For by thy voice and face I thee esteem No mortall but a Goddesse sure thou art Ioves sister or some nymph O let thy heart Pitie our piteous toils shew us we pray Under what clime and in what parts we stray Of place and persons ignorant we be By windes and waves forc'd hither as you see Thine altars shall with offrings loaded be Then Venus Sure such grace for me 's too great Our Tyrian damsels weare their quivers neat High on their legs they purple buskins lace The Punick realm Tyrians Agenors place Are these but Libyan bounds a warlike nation Whereof Tyres Dido hath due domination Fleeing her brother long 's the injurie Long the discourse but of the heads briefly Her sponse Sichoeus was most rich in ground To whom poore soule her love did much abound To whom she soon a virgin pure was married But as his right Tyres crown her brother carried Pygmalion base in ill surpassing all 'Twixt whom great wrath and discontent did fall Whence blinde with love of gold he impiously Supine Sichaeus made 'fore th' altar die Carelesse of 's sisters love this fact long hid With base faire shews and much false hope he fed Her love-sick heart Till in her sleep by night Her deare unburied sponses gastly sprite To her appear'd shew'd his thin death-pale face Sword-pierced corps the altars foule disgrace And all his houses hid-ills known did make Wisht her to take swift flight her land forsake Of unknown earth hid treasures he her told Way-helping wealth much silver and old gold Dido herewith provokt for flight and friends Makes way And all whom hate o' th' tyrants ends Or sâ—avish feare kept down combin'd and preyd On ships found readie where their wealth they laid And fled with what Pygmalion hop'd to have A lady foremost in this fact so brave Hither they came where now strong towns thou seest And Carthage kingdome new now faire increast And whence 't was first nam'd Byrsa's well bought ground So much as one bulls hide could circle round But who are ye whence came ye whither bent To whom he first a deep fetcht sigh did vent From 's heart then forc'd these words O Goddesse faire If I should all from first to last declare And thou hadst time to heaâ—e our toils related Ere I could end day would be terminated We from old Troy if ere of Troy th' hast heard Upon these Libyan shores by tempests rear'd Through rigid seas are here arriv'd And I Whose fame transcends the skies for pietie Am good Aeneâ—s in my ships I have My countrey Gods whom I from foes did save I of Ioves race Latiâ—e my land would finde With twentie ships Troyes shores I left behinde A Goddesse mother guide following my fate Scarce seven ships left from weaâ—her-torn estaâ—e I a poore pilgrim range through Libyan woods From Europe Asia forc'd These plaintive flouds Venus here stops and midst his moan sayes thus Who ere thou art for sure most gracious Thou art to th' Gods who thus art come to Tyre Go on and for the queens faire court enquire For all thy fleet and followers most kinde I thee assure â—ail safe with prosperous winde Unlesse my heaven-â—aught angurie me blinde Behold â—welve swans fluâ—â—'ring their wâ—ngs with joy Escapt from th' eagles swâ—â—ping clawâ— annoy I' th' open aire pursu'd now downward bent Landed or landing with a joynt consent And as they safe sport with spread silver wing And circular assembled swan-songs sing Even so thy ships and thy associates brave With full sail neare or now the haven have Go on then as the path leads take thy way This said she turn'd her roseall necks bright ray Glistred sweet sents from her Ambrosian haire Distill'd her robe hung down her feet most faire And by her gate she shew'd a Goddesse right He with these words follows his mothers flight Now known Oh why dost thou thy sonne delude With oft false shapes why might we not include Kinde hand in hand and words for words have chang'd Thus he her blam'd thus to the town he rang'd But Venus with a mist these trav'lers clad And in a coat-like cloud o'respread them glad That none might see them â—urt them force them stay Or ask the reason why they went that way Herself to Paphos flies glad to revise Her mansions temples where at sacrifice An hundred altars smoak with frankincense And fragrant smell with garlands excellence They the meanwhile presented paths pursu'd And now they clim'd a hill which over-view'd Most of the town towres turrets multitude Aeneas wonders at the fabrick faire Once cottages the gaâ—es states streetwayes rare The Tyrians busie some thick walls to make To raise strong forts stones up in heaps to rake To dig enclosures house foundations fit Magistrateâ— making laws in counsel â—it Some shippy havens contrive some raise faire frames And rock hewen pillars for theatrick games Like busie-buzing bees in flowery May Working most nimbly in a sun-shine day When they thick swarms put out with honey sweet Their waxen combes to fill and furnish meet Unburthning loaded bees combining strong To drive out drowsie droans their hives which wrong Hot grows their waxie work sweet grow the smells Of their mellifluous odoriferous cells Oh sayes Aeneas men most fortunate Whose walls thus rise whose town so full of state Thus strange to tell cloath'd with the cloud he enters And all unseen midst the thick rout adventers I' th' heart o' th' town was a faire shady grove To which place first windes waves the Tyrians drove And driven set a signe by Iuno shown A horse-head found i' th' ground they should be known A potent people a most warlike nation There therefore unto Iuno's adoration Sidonian Dido rais'd a temple faire Garnisht with gifts and riches wondrous rare Sacred to Iuno with brasse steps ascending Brasse-joynted beams brasse doores on hinge depending Here first i' th' wood new matter tempered
Trojan shores t' obtain With bloud you must obtain safe to depart A Greek soule sacrific'd This to the heart Strook the astonisht Greeks as soon as heard Through all their joynts was trembling terrour rear'd To think whom thus Apollo meant should die Vlysses then pull'd Calchas forcibly The southsayer 'fore the Greeks bad him disclose Whom 't was the Gods requir'd then forthwith rose Much mutt'ring me to be this mischiefs aime Some this fear'd-ill to tell me closely came Calchas beside was silent ten dayes space And would not shew the man must death embrace At last Vlysses urging instantly He purposely burst out said I must die All were unanimous what all did feare The weight of deadly woe ones back must beare My dying day drew neare deaths vestments sable My heads death-coâ—f fatall fruits deplorable VVere all prepar'd But I 't is true evaded And death to scape by night a mud-lake vvaded And hidden lay i' th' flags till they did flee If haply so No hope yet left for me My soile to see children or parents deare VVhom thus expos'd to punishment I feare For mine escape guiltlesse to beare my smart VVherefore by th' Gods friends t' a truth-venting heart By faith unfeign'd if firm faith yet do stay 'Mongst mortall men I thee submissely pray Pity my grief so great so unjust wrong At these his teares our mercy staid not long But Priam presently life freely gave him Unbound his hands and all offence forgave him And said Who e're thou art lost Greeks forgo Thou now art ours the truth then fairely show VVhat means this huge horse who did it invent VVhat plot vvhat pious end vvarre-instrument Is coucht in it He straight instructed well VVith Grecian craft and guile his tale to tell His loos'ned hands to heaven lifts up and said I you adjure you quenchlesse shrine-fires made Your Godhead great altars death-swords now fled You fatall head-bands vvorn when I seem'd dead VVitnesse how justly sacred vows I break How justly hatefull 'gainst my Greeks I speak Opening their secrets of all oaths now free Thou then faire Troy keep promis'd faith vvith me If truths I shew if love I largely pay All Greeces hope of warres good hap still lay On Pallas power since vvhich Tydides still And vile Vlysses authour of all ill Assay'd t' assail her temple thence to take Minerva's image and did slaughter make Of the towres guard and desperately stole thence Faire Paâ—â—as statue with strange impudence Daring to touch to take with bloudy hands The Virgin-Goddesses unstain'd headbands From that time Greeks great hopes 'gan ebbe and end Their force waxt feeble Pallas not their friend No shewing anxious issues by strange sights Scarce had her statue station but flash-lights Of glist'ring flames came from her angrie eyes She swet all o're and thrice with jumps did rise Fearefull to see and shoke her shield and lance Calchas quick flight advis'd them to advance And told them Greece could ne're see Troyes shipwrack Unlesse their Gods and all else they brought back Which they with them to sea in barks do beare And now that they to Greece to sail prepare To make the Gods their friends arms all things fit Unseen sail back thus Calchas orders it Vision-advis'd they fram'd this fabrication Pallas t' appease and make due expiation And of so high so huge skie-magnitude Calchas contriv'd it with oak-fortitude That through Troyes walls and gates it might not go Left men their ancient superstition show For if your hands should Pallas presents spoile Much mischief which heaven bring on him the while Would light on Priam and his Trojan train But if your helpfull hands do it sustain And place i' th' town Troy would all Greece subdue And make our children this fierce fate to rue These Sinons snares false fetches perjuries Troy trusts being catcht o'rematcht with false forc'd cries Whom nor Tydides nor Achilles great Nor ten yeares warres could tame nor thousands chear And which made more to make them yet more blinde A fearefull object troubled their dull minde La'coon Neptunes priest as 't was the guise Offring a bull in solemne sacrifice Behold two snakes I tremble to declare With wondrous wraths from Tenedos repaire Gliding from silent seas to shore extending Their speckled breasts and flamy mains all bending Above the main their uglie odious tail And backs with fearefull folds do wrigling trail The waves they shove to shore with foamie dinne And up the land to crawl and creep begin Their gogling eyes flashing forth bloud and fire Their hissing mouthes sharp tongues do stench expire This sight put us to flight they joyntly crawl To La'coon and two of 's children small They first affront and 'bout their bodies wound With clinging clasps and bites their corps confound Then him their fierce assailant they assail With sword in 's hand and o're him they prevail And twice about his body twice his neck They twine and twist and hist with hideous check Their scalie corps long necks his height excelling And he with strugling hands stiffly repelling Pulling their knots with poys'nous filth besmear'd Most horrid screeks and cries to th' skies he rear'd Much like an altar bull beat down broke out To save his neck from th' ax roares roaves about But the serpentine dragons thence did glide To th' temple and to Pallas palace hide Under whose feet and shield they lurking bide New shivering feare our quivering hearts hence caught For all La'coon justly punisht thought Because his speare had pierc'd the sacred oak And 's lance had lanc'd the horse with impious stroke To fetch the fabrick therefore all consent Into our town Minerva to content Then straight we brake the wall a wide gap made All with their helping hands bring nimble aid By 's wheely feet and stiffe stuft neck to draw it And ceast not till o're walls ascent they saw it The fatall foe-fill'd fabrick thus brought in About the horse young boyes and girles begin To sing their holy hymnes to touch the cable Delighted much Troy now the horses stable I' th' heart o' th' town to th' town most formidable O countrey deare Gods seat victorious Troy Yet oft it stumbled hazarded annoy Entering the porch arms oft in 's paunch were heard And yet blinde blockish we were not afear'd But in the sacred towre the horse thus hous'd Yet we were by Cassandra's cautions rous'd Whom we would never trust by fates decree Poore we to whom this must the last day be With festive flowres and boughs our temple strew Meanwhile the skie 'gan change the day withdrew All darkning night her curtains black did spread And heaven and earth and Greeks grins covered Dreadlesse Dardanians silent soundly slept And now the Grecian troops had slily crept Out of their ships from Tenedos and soon Assisted by the still kind-shining moon Closely they landed then their Admirall Hung out a lanthorn-light and therewithall Sinon base Sinon sheltred by bad fates Closely unclasps the wooden-belly gates Wherein
I past I pry'd into the cities backwayes fast And back return'd the way I came by night And into every crook I cast my sight Horrour my heart silence my sense amaz'd Thence to review my house my thoughts me rais'd If haply there I gladly might her see But it I found by Greeks destroy'd to be And whole possest For why devouring fire Blown by fierce windes did to its top aspire Yea overtopt it flames flying into th' aire Hence then to Priams palace I repaire The towre I did review which all decaid With emptie rooms and by fierce Iunos aid I found Vlysses vile and Phoenix fell Guardians thereof keeping their prey too well Hither being brought our Trojans treasures kept Our temples burnt from flames which all quite swept The tables of our Gods great cups of gold Our captiv'd royall robes this tower did hold These all these thither brought and their young boyes And frightfull matrons making wofull noise In heaps enhedg'd it And though ' midst my foes I with my voice adventured to disclose My heavie losse and through the nightly shade I fill'd the wayes with woes and swiftly said Nay cride Creüsa O Creüsa deare Once twice and thrice in vain for she 'd not heare Thus as I ceaselesse easelesse pri'd about In every nook furious to finde her out Me thought the wofull gastly ghost I saw Of my Creüsa neare mine eyes to draw In bigger shape then wont I stood agast My haire did stare my tongue to 's roof stuck fast And straight she seem'd to say my plaints to end What good is got such fruitlesse pains to spend Deare Pheere these things fall out by fates decree Nor may thy mate Creüsa go with thee For so great Iove gainsayes and sayes beside That thou by sea long banishment must ' bide And plowing Neptunes waves to Latium glide And there arive where Lydian Tybers torrent Through fertile soiles doth passe with facile current There joyes attend thee there 's a crown a queen Thy wife to be then cease this sorrow seen For me thy lost Creüsa thus affected For I the Grecian dames all disrespected Will neither serve nor see in their proud places But I now go t' enjoy the joyfull graces Of Dardan Ladies sacred Venus neece Here now the mother of Gods plants me in peace O then farewell my love t' our sonne supply This having said she weeping wofully And willing to have said much more departed And into th' open aire quick from me darted Thrice in my arms her neck to clasp I tride And thrice her form from my hands hold did slide Like a swift winde or slippery dream by night Night thus being spent I went to take a sight Of all my mates where such a confluence Of followers I found since I went thence As made me much admire their multitude Of men and women youths and vulgars rude From miserable exile there collected With goods and good wills freely all affected To follow me wheres'ere by sea or land And now the tops of Ida's woody strand Bright Lucifer with sweet Aurora's face Began with dayes faire rayes to guild and grace The Greeks our blockt up gates and houses held And we from hope of help being quite expell'd I therefore on my back my father ta'ne Departed thence the mountains thus to gain An end of the second book of Virgils Aeneïds THE ARGUMENT of the third book Troyes kingdome thus quite ruinated And they for flight accommodated Aeneas first ariv'd in Thrace And built a citie in that place The death of Polydore him frighted The kings great harbrous love recited And Phoebus oracles declar'd To sail to Creet he 's now prepar'd Where he again new fortunes found And shipwrack did him sore surround Whence fled the Harpyes frights he shows Helenus left his fates he knows He Achemenides befriends His father dies his tale so ends AFter the Gods had ruin'd Asia's state And Priams throne unworthie so great hate Neptunian Troy like blazing brands of fire We were constrain'd by signes of fatall ire Exil'd to wander through strange woods and wayes And on Antander and Ides banks we raise And build our navie being all unsure Where fates would force us where to sit secure Our men we muster Summer scarce comen on My father bad us hoise up sail be gon I then my native countreys losse bewail And planes where Troy late stood I banisht sail With me my sonne my mates Gods small and great Farre off thâ—re lies a spacious Martiall seat Thracians it plant and plow Lycurgus wise Once did it rule Troyes ancient firm allies Their Gods as ours whiles fortune made us rise Here I ariv'd here first I built a town In a crosse crook entering by fatall frown And from my name I did it Aeneads name And to my mother Venus I the same Did dedicate and offer sacrifice To my kinde Gods that blest mine enteâ—prize And Iupiter great king of Gods t' adore A fat bull I did offer on the shore By chance hard by a woody hill I spide Upon whose top white horny rods did bide And tall thick shady mirtle boughs did grow Thither to pluck off some of them I go Our altars with green branches to bedeck But as I pluckt a fearefull chance did check My first attempt for the first branch I tore There issued thence thick drops of muddy gore Which stain'd the ground with bloud This did me fright And chilling feare shook me in piteous plight Again another tender sprig I pluck Longing to know the cause and lurking luck Straight from the bark more bloudy drops did sprout Whereat much mov'd the wood Nymphs in great doubt I did adore and Mars great Thracia's king To th'omen good to th' sight delight to bring Then when a third branch I more strongly tore And with both knees to th' ground me strugling bore Speak may I or be still A grievous groan From bottome of the pit to heaven up thrown Seem'd thus to crie Aeneas why dost teare Distressed me my buried body spare O spare thy holy hands thus to bestain For Troy did me thy kinsman know most plain See how out from this stump doth gush my gore O flee this barbarous land this sharking shore For I am Polydore who here being slain My corps a bush of sharp shafts doth remain My heart was straight with dubious thoughts dejected Speechlesse amaz'd my hair 's upright erected Unhappy Priam once this Polydore With store of gold did secretly send o're Unto the king of Thrace for education Who when he saw Troyes troops in desperation The citie round besieg'd our valour vail Our weal grow weak our fortune us to fail Following great Agamemnons conquering arms He fled from us burst out into base harms Poore Polydore he slew usurpt the gold O cursed thirst of gain what uncontrould Wilt thou not force mans minde to undergo But now feare past this fatall signe I show To my choice Peeres but to my father first Pray'd them to say
their mindes or best or worst All were unanimous 't was best to flie To save that hatefull harbour instantly To sail away A tombe we therefore made To Polydore great heaps of earth up laid About this wofull herse blew clothes were plac'd With cypresse boughs and sable garments grac'd Our Trojan women as we us'd stood round Their haire about their eares hung all unbound Then on it we warm pales of milk do throw And bowls of sacred bloud and e're we go VVe at his herse do ring his soules sad knell And with loud cries give him his last farewell Thence when first fittest serene seas gave way And gentle fanning blasts made dandling play Upon our sails our troops the shores do fill My mates put forth to sea with free good will And past the port the lands and towns us leave Thus sailing we aloof at length perceive I' th' sea a lovely land lie situated To th' mother of the sea Nymphs dedicated And to Aegean Neptune which faire land Stragling abroad pious Apollos hand Did with restrictive bands and bounds confine VVith Gyarus and faire Mycâ—â— combine And thereby it most strong and stable made Fearlesse when windes and waves did it invade Here I ariv'd here we our wearie state In a most pleasant port did recreate And comen on shore adore Apollos town VVhither to meet us speedily came down King Anius king and priest to Pâ—oebus great And to those people he with kinde receipt His hâ—ad with headbâ—â—ds and green laâ—â—ell deckt Anchises his known friend doth much respect Then hands we shake in loâ—â— and home are hâ—ad Into their houses where I then â—ost glad In th' old rock-founded teâ—ple made obâ—ation Unto Apollo with this supplication Grant Thymbrâ—â—n Phâ—â—us to 〈◊〉 Trojâ—â—â— tiâ—ed A proper place an issuing race desired And setled citie yet preserve I pray Another Troy the reliques which yet stay Of conquering Greeks and of Achilles stout Whom follow we whither range we about Where shall we seat our selves Great father say Shew us some signes our anxious mindes to stay Scarce said I thus when all seem'd suddenly The doores and bayes of Phoebus majestie Yea all the mount about to move and shake Apollos private Tripos roares did make Hereat to earth we prostrate fell and heard A voice saying thus Stout Trojans be not feard The land whence first ye sprang from ancients race Shall safely you receive in copious case Seek your old granmother For surely there Aeneas house shall spacious empire reare And all his childrens childrens offspring faire Thus Phoebus we with clamours joyfull are Desirous all to know what towns he meant Whither he 'd call us whither we wandring went My father then old stories recollecting Said Heare brave peeres your hopes I 'm now detecting Mark then I' th' midst o' th' sea lies Creet Ioves nation There 's Idâ— our countreys cradle of education Whose large rich realm an hundred towns doth hold Whence our great Sire king Teucer sprung of old If hearesay fail not He on Rhâ—â—tâ—ans shore Did first arive a fit seat did explore To plant his throne as yet no Ilium faire Nor Pergams pinacles stood beauteouâ— rare But then low valleys they inhabited Hence was wood-haunting mother Cybel bred Sage Corybantes bels and Ida's wood Hence sacred secrets found safe silence good Goddesse-yokt lions hence their chariots drew Go on then and let 's passe where Gods us shew Let 's calm the windes and get to Candies land The wayes not farre if Iove do for us stand Creet shall our fleet receive within three dayes This said he sacrific'd to th' Gods due praise One bull to Neptune one t' Apollo kinde To storms a black a white sheep to Southwinde There flies a fame that Idomeneus duke Forc'd from his native state his Creet forsook That all his lands lay void to foes a prey To sea we flie from Delos part away Leave green Donysa Naxon Bacchus pride Olearon white marbly Paron wide Sea-spreading Cyclads passe those lands about With various noise our mariners cries out My mates me move for Creet forefathers seat And as we sail rough windes our ships do beat So that at last Candies old coast we held Where gladsome I long wisht for town-walls build And Pergam nam'd my glad mates Trojans call'd Wisht them to grace the Gods see cities wall'd And houses fram'd our ships in ports secure Out youths new wedlock rustick works inure I laws and lands allot when suddenly Through corrupt aire a foule mortalitie Did on us seaze a murrion miserable Our trees and plants did spoile most lamentable A deadly yeare For or men quickly die Or sicklie languish in much miserie The dog-starre burns our barren fields and plants Denies us grain complies our pain and vvants My father hence to Delphos vvills us send And back by sea Phoebs oracle to tend Pardon to pray these toiles and cares to cease To know their course and labours longed peace Novv night vvas come sweet sleep shut up mens eyes And now me thought in sleep I saw to rise Before my face the sacred images Of Trojan Gods our countrey-Deities Whom I from Troyes fierce flames sav'd brought with me These by much light I seem'd most plain to see Like Cynthia faire vvhen vvindows open be And thus they seem'd to say to cheare my heart VVhat Delian Phoebus means to thee t' impart Behold by us sent to thee thus he sings VVe vvho Troy burnt thee and thy armies vvings Have followed vve who through rough seas have past VVith thee vvill thee and thine to th' heavens at last Exalt and give thy citie soveraigntie Prepare great vvalls for great posteritie And leave not thy long labours progresse faire Thou must seek other seats Apollo's care Call'd thee not hither thus to rest at Creet But there 's a place for thee held farre more meâ—â— VVhich Greeks Hesperia call of pristine state Potent in arms vvith fertile soiles ornate Th' Oenotrians dwelt there once now younger fame Doth it from Italus Italia name Here is our proper place hence Dardan springs Hence father Iasius and our chiefest kings Rise then and this as sure as sweet relation Shew to thy aged sire with exultation Seek out faire Corits coasts Italia's bay Iove thee denies in Candie longer stay This voice and vision of the Gods me frights Nor was 't sound sleep for I their perfect sights Did plainly know their faces haire bound neat I surely saw whereat a chill could sweat O'respread my limbes from bed I started straight To heaven my hands and heart I elevate And to the Gods give a pure sacrifice VVhich honour done I as they did advise Unto Anchises all the vision tell Th' ambiguous branch and fathers both full vvell He straightway knows and sees his new mistake From places old and therefore thus he spake Deare sonne long seasoned vvith our Trojan toiles Onely Cassandra told me these turmoiles That these things now our nations due portend I right recount and oft did
deere This said a floud of teares from her appeare And every place she fills with clamorous woes Nor scarce could I briefly her rage oppose But mov'd with grief these abrupt words breath'd out Indeed I live through all straits born about Thou seest a certaintie then do not doubt Alas what chance thee chas'd from such a Pheere Now resustains what fate does thee recheare Great Hectors Deare art still stout Pyrrhus mate Hereat with hung down head words temperate And submisse voice she said O blest and best Priams faire daughter happie 'bove the rest Whom foes did force under Troyes walls to die For whom no lots were ever cast to tie Thee to the captive-bed of conquering foe We Troy destroy'd have been tost to and fro Through divers seas and travelling have tride In bondage base th' Achillean youths great pride Who after lov'd and married Hermion brave And me his maid to 's man Helenus gave But then Orestes in fiecie jealousie For his stoln wife vex'd with his villanie And rous'd with rage did unawares him catch And at his fathers tombe of life dispatch And by the death of Neoptolemus Part of the kingdome came to Helenus Which he from Chaon a brave Trojan state Did totally Chaonia nominate And this Troyes towre and Pergams walls erected But what faire windes what fates thee thus directed What God did thee thus to our confines drive Where 's young Ascanius does the lad yet live Whom Troy to thee for future hopes did give Of his lost countrey has the boy a thought Or have the ancient noble vertues wrought In his young pregnant heart of 's father 〈◊〉 Aeneas or of 's uncle Hector brave These words she spake and speaking wept full sore Though all in vain and e're she could give o're Trojan Helenus from the citie came Attended with a train of Peeres of fame His countrey-men he knew acknowledged And joyfull us into his citie led And as we went spake much as much he wept Thus on to Troy-novant our way we kept And to his Pergam patterning our great Where was the drie-brook Xanthus call'd whose seat I knew and hugd the posts of Ianus gate My Trojans with me do participate In this kinde harb'rous town The king also In royall rooms did them great kindnes show In his great hall they drank full bowls of wine And with choice cheere in golden dishes dine And thus two dayes at least we there did spend Now faire Southwindes our wingy sails did tend Then to this kingly prophet humbly I With these beseeches do my suit apply Trojan-interpreter of Gods decree Who Phoebus power Delphick stools starres dost see Who Clarian bayes birds chirps swift flights dost know I pray thee plainly to us all to show For all religion hath my course made faire And all the Gods advise me to prepare For Italie that promis'd land to gain Harpyck Celaeno onely seems to feigne New and nefarious frights and doth us threat With a most foule and fearefull famine great Shew us I pray what dangers first to flie And how such toiles to vanquish valiantly Helenus here first as he us'd did slay His heifers and to th' Gods of peace did pray Loosning the fillets on his holy head He by the hand me full of feare and dread Unto thy temple great Apollo brings And from his sacred mouth the priest thus sings Great Goddesse sonne for'tis a truth most cleare That thou shalt sail to th' sea by gods most deare So Iupiter guides fates so lots do light So he the wheel of fortune orders right I in few words 'mongst many things will show How thou through serene seas mayst safely go To Italie Further to know unfold The fatesand Iuno have my tongue controld First Italie which thou think'st neare at hand And ignorant would rest in neighbouring land Farre off long wayes long rigid reaches yet It doth contain and first thou down must sit And set thy bending oares smoothly to sail In Sicils seas and after with free gale Passe with thy ships through Italies salt seas And through th' infernall floud and isle Circes Before thou canst secure thy citie build Mark well for I will thee some tokens yeeld When carefull thou 'bout Tyberinus shore Hast that still silent stream quite passed o're Thou on those banks a huge white sow shalt see With thirtie white young pigges late farrowed be And on the ground sucking the sows vvhite â—eats There is the place for thy faire cities seats Nor for the foretold famine be afraid Phoebus vvill help the fates vvill finde good aid But see thou shunne these parts our neighbouring land Though neare some part of Italie it stand For there the greedy Greeks all cities hold There lie in garrison the Locrians bold There Idomeneus on Salentine plains His Grecian armie musters up and trains And there duke Philoctetes safely sleeps And in Petilias vveak vvalls closely keeps Besides the seas safe past thy ships at rest Thy altars built on shore thou readie prest Then pay thy vovvs vvith purple-hood thy head See thou adorn that no disordered Or adverse fact be found i' th' sacred fire Made to the Gods due praise t'incensetheir ire And all molest This custome thou and thine Keep firm in sacred rites at sacred shrine After vvhen vvindes to Sicil bring thee neare And strait Pelorus banks smally appeare Sail to the left hand sea the left hand side Steere by a long circumference the tide Be sure to shunne the right hand sea and shore These parts they say vvere by a tempest sore Such a strange change makes long antiquitie And rupture great long since most vehemently Broke forth both lands did once together lie For with great force came a huge inundation Whose overflowing stream made separation 'Twixt Italie and Sicil tumbling down With swift represselesse rage each field and town Yet running with a narrow furious floud On whose right side pernicious Scylla stood Implacable Charybdis on the left The midst whereof so hellishly is cleft That its deep gaping gulf with treble swallow Sups up huge waves which broken in do follow And thrice again disgorgeth them on high Dashing its wavie vomit up to th' skie But Scylla lurketh in his covered caves And to his sharp-tooth'd mouth sucks ships from waves Upward a man downward a comely maid His lower parts like a huge whale are made All of wolves wombes and Dolphins tails are said To be engendred But Pachynus point Is farre more safe for thee at ease t' appoint Thy courses in and out though farther it winde Then formidable Scyllas fangs to finde And rocky roares of his curst curres unkinde Beside if any wit Helenus have If him least faith or truth Apollo gave This one thing and but onely this for all Deare Goddesse sonne to thee I motion shall And mention yea and move most ardently 'Bove all adore great Iunos deitie Make vows to Iuno with a willing minde And overcome with sacrifices kinde That mightie Goddesse Thus thou victor
we the foam did slice see dewy spangles Meanwhile both winde and sunne us tyr'd forsake Unknown on Cyclops banks a stay we make The haven is huge unstur'd by sturdy winde But Aetna's horrid roares there neare we finde Whence a black cloud sometimes is belched out Whose pichy fume and fierie sparks about Vent flakes of flame and seem the starres to lick Vomiting up unbowell'd mount-mould thick Working up rocks to th' skie and heaps of stones From 's fierie-boyling paunch venting great groans Encelads lightning-half-burn'd corps 't is said Under this mightie mountain Aetna's laid And through those chimney breaches breaths out fire And when that vveight his vvearie limbes doth tire All Sicil shakes vvith rumbling noise and cries And mightie fogs and fumes do dimme the skies That night in vvoods strange sounds and sighs us fright Yet on the cause of them vve could not light For neither vve the light of starres did see No nor the starrie pole discern'd could be But mungy clouds o'respread the skie most black And the dark night made us moon-light to lack But now the next dayes light sprang from the East And Sols bright rayes nights devvy shades decreast VVhen suddenly out of the vvoods vve spie A mans strange shape hunger-starv'd like to die In piteous plight his hands humbly stretcht out Whom we behold see him soil'd all about His wilde grown beard his garments all thorn-torn In all things else he seem'd a Greek forlorn Who once in Grecian troops to Troy was sent He spies farre off Troyes arms and vestiment Which sight him somewhat startled made afraid And stopt his pace at last he headlong made To us to shore with wofull treats and teares By starres by Gods life-breathing aire he sweares Take me hence Trojans to what parts you please And this this onely gives me ample ease My self a Grecian souldier I confesse That by that warre Troyes Gods we did distresse For which since so great harms our arms have wrought Fling me to th' flouds let sea bring me to nought If so I die by man to die I 'm glad This said he staid kneeling on knees most sad We bad him tell us who he was where born And what dire fate did cause that state forlorn Yea and my sire himself Anchises old VVithout delay the young-mans hand did hold In his right hand a pledge of hope to 's minde VVhereat he thus began feare cast behinde Of Ithaca I am Vlysses mate My name is Achaemenides and late I came to Troy from Adamast my father A man then poore and oh I wish much rather That state had stood here my unmindfull mates Fearefully fled left me within the gates Of the huge Cyclops den foule den indeed VVherein they on dire bloudie daiâ—â—ies feed As deep as dark within the masters self An ugly odious tall starre-touching elf Heaven grant like plagues mortals finde never more Fierce in his sight furious to speak before Fed with the flesh and bloud of wretches poore For I my self saw him most slightly take And grasp in his foule fist and fiercely shake Two of the bodies of my mates at once And dash them both against the rockie stones Sprinkling their putrid filth thick on the walls Yea and I saw the beast how close he falls To eat and gnaw their flesh and issuing bloud How vvith their hot joynts 'twixt his teeth he stood And yet not altogether unrewarded Nor of himself Vlysses unregarded For loathing life Ithacus in this feare Whiles he was stuft vvith vvine and his good cheare His head bent down to sleep he laid on ground In his huge den and in his sleep most sound Disgorging guts and gobbets bloud-mixt vvine VVe all do call upon our powers divine Each man in 's turn closing him round about His gogling eye we vvith a club dasht out His onely eye fixt on his frowning brow Like Sol or Grecian shield in 's au-all bow Thus we our fellows deaths reveng'd at last But flie oh flie poore soules from hence full fast Your cables cut and loose and quickly brast From such so huge as Polypheme in 's den VVho men and beasts in 's clutches close doth pen Of Cyclops monstrous full an hundred more Do rove and rage about this crabbed shore And haunt about these hills Novv Cynthia bright Had thrice increast decreast her hornie light Since we in woods and deserts vvilde did range And wilde beasts dens vvhen the huge Cyclops strange Descending the rough rocks I saw in sight Whose roaring voice and pace did me afright Wilde stonie berries rurall heps and haws They foulely fed on roots herbs fill their maws Sculking about first I beheld this fleet Sailing to shore which I thus vow'd to meet What e're it vvas enough I had that I Had scapt these barbarous beasts immanitie By you more willing any death to die Scarce had he done when from a hill we saw Much like a vvalking-mount to us to draw Huge Polypheme himself amongst his sheep And to the well-known shore his way to keep Monstrous misshapen horrid huge stark-blinde His hand a pine-tree grasps firm vvay to finde His flocks him follow this his onely joy His pipe ty'd at his neck to ease annoy Who entring now the deep and come to shore Of his boar'd eye he vvasht the running gore Gnashing his teeth vvith rage i' th' main he goes And yet above the vvaves his sides he shows We fearefull quickly skudding thence do flie Taking vvith us the vvretch and vvorthily Slily our cables cut with nimble oares VVe brush the floud and glide from off the shores VVhich so perceiving follows our ships din But seeing he no reach of us could vvin To gripe us in his paw finding likewise Th' Ionick seas he could not equalize Us to pursue so huge a howl he rais'd As earth and seas and shores vvere all amaz'd All Italie stood trembling Aetna's hill VVith hollow holes resounded echoes shrill VVhereat huge troops of Cyclops from the vvoods And mountains tall flock to the shores and flouds VVhom vvith their fruitlesse frowns vve safely eye Those Aetnaean elfs whose pates even touch the skie A hellish heap much like a forrest rude VVhere grow old oaks and trees in multitude Or cypresses tall boughs on hills that stood In faire Diana's groves or Ioves tall vvood Feare forc'd us thence confusedly to sail Wheres'ere the windes would blow with prosperous gale But grave Helenus hests us countercheckt 'Twixt Scylla and Charybdis to direct And keep our course 'twixt both as we could best From being by least feare of death distrest But if not so then backward to retire But see a happy Borean blast did spire From faire Pelorus parts which brought us right Unto Pantagia's rockie mouth and sight Of cape Megarus and of Tapsus low All these did Achaemenides us show Vlysses mate as by those banks we goe Against sower Sicils bay an isle doth lie Call'd foule Plemmyrium by antiquitie But modern times do it Ortygia name Alphean-Elis
great Neptune wilt shall beare the bell Yet let it shame us to be last of all Win this brave lads let not that shame be fall Hereat they all most stiffely tug and pull And with their oares strong strokes thick quick full The brassy-poop they shake no land they see They gape for breath all o're most sweatie be And friendly fortune grants wisht victorie For while Sergestus frets and fumes in minde Whiles inmost his foredeck to th' rock's inclinde Unhappie by desire of nearest cut On unseen cliffes his vessell fiercely put The rusht on rocks a ratling noise do make While on sharp snags cleft oares the foredeck strake The boatmen bustle up with clamour stand And hooks and steel-tipt poles they snatch in hand Gathering their split oares floating on the waves Whiles Mnestheus happiâ—i'de with bold out-braves For 's good successe with nimble oares faire gales And full sea-room from sea to shore safe sails Much like a dove soon startled from her nest That in some house or hollow roof took rest Flies forth to field fluttering her wings full fast Quick through the transient aire is nimbly past And with smooth swooping flight doth glide along So Mnestheus so his Pristis from among The utmost waves most clearely cuts his course And seems to flie with rushing furious force And first forsakes Sergestus strugling hard Amongst the rocks by shallows shelfs debar'd Of vain desired help now taught to row With broken oares and now he does outgo Young Gyas and his huge Chimaera foil'd VVhich soon gives way being of his master spoil'd And now at last none but Cloanth remains VVhom to o'retake he duplicates his pains Reduplicates loud clamours All him cheere VVith their skie-cuffing votes as he draws neare Those strive to keep their purchas'd praise and fame Vowing to loose their lives to keep the same Good luck spurres these there 's hope therefore they 'le win And evenly matcht they sure had victours bin Had not Cloanthus fal'n to prayer devout And thus with heav'd-up hands to 's Gods cry'd out Great Gods of sea whose liquid soils I sail If I be victour I 'le without all fail On shore-built altars sacrifice a bull And your due debter forth his midriffe pull And poure on these salt seas with wine good store This said the sea-nymphs whom he did implore All heard him from the bottome of the main Phorci Nereides the Mermaides train Yea old Portunus self with his strong hand Shoving his ship like blast bird-bolt to land She flies full fast and safe i' th' haven doth stand Aeneas then as custome congregates His troops and by a crier demonstrates Cloanthus victour crowns his brows with bayes And gives large gifts true trophies of great praise Three heifers to three ships and wine great store And a large silver talent thence they bore But to the chieftains he chief prizes gave A golden mantle wrought about most brave With faire Meander-like rich purple plates And crinkling folds wherein art personates In curious work the princely lively lad Faire Ganimede like a young hunter clad In woody Ide chasing the skipping deere With dart in 's hand breathing with swift careere Whom thus in 's hooky claws the eagle swift Soaring swoops up and quick to th' skie doth lift His guardians grave to heaven heave hands in vain And all his dogs bark at the clouds amain But him whose worth deserv'd the second place He with a rich-wrought coat of arms did grace Set with gold hooks which he victoriously From Demoleus wan in Troy hard by Swift Simois this he bestows most free A grace a guard to him in arms to be VVhose pond'rous weight two servants scarce could beare But Demoleus did it eas'ly weare And with it chas'd the Trojans in great feare His third gifts were two cauldrons brave of brasse And silver bowls whose workmanship did passe For graven figures faire Thus all rewarded All pleas'd with prizes to their worths afforded Their fronts with roseall headbands bound about Along they passe and passing spied out Sergestes whose best skill and utmost strength Hardly the hard rocks made him 'scape at length His honour sharelesse ship full fraught with shame His oares all lost one rank of rowers lame Much like a snake which crosse the way doth lie Crusht by a wheel suddenly passing by Or by a passenger bruis'd with a stone Sore battered and half kill'd there left alone Long wrigling wreaths doth force in vain to flie One half stares up and puts forth furiouslie Its hissing neck th' other half bruis'd with-holds And in close knots and wreaths its members folds With such weak work his slow ship forward past Yet still sail'd on and got to th' haven at last Aeneas glad to see his ship and mates Comen safe to shore Sergestus decorates With promis'd prize also a maiden faire Skilfull to spin of Cretian linage rare And 'twixt her paps of sucking twins a paire These sea-sports finisht good Aeneas went Into a grassie mead on all sides pent With groves and craggy banks i' th' midst of it A circled plain for theatre most fit Where he with many thousand gallants tended A rare erected throne prince-like ascended Here all that could most swiftly run a race Invited were with praises prizes grace VVhereat Sicilians Trojans all about Euryalus and Nisus first i' th' rout Do thither flock Euryalus most faire A lovely lively youth and Nisus rare An honest modest lad next comes apace Princely Diores of king Priâ—â—s race After him Salius came and Patrâ—n good Th' one of Epire th' others untainted bloud Sprang from Tegeus Then two striplings came Panopes and Helymus of much fame For gallant huntsmen peeres to old Acest And many more whom fame hath not exprest To vvhom i' th' midst of them Aeneas said Heare me brave youths be sure and well apaid Not one of all this rout but gifts shall have I 'le give two glistring Cretian arrows brave Headed vvith steel a silver damaskt bill You all with equall gifts reward I vvill Save the three chief vvho three choice palmes shall have Their heads adorn'd vvith olive-branches brave A gallant horse vvith trappings I 'le bestow Upon the first and on the next also An Amazonian quiver furnisht faire With Thracian shafts hung at a belt most rare And richly wrought with gold and buttened fast With a rich stone The third reward and last Shall be a Grecian helmet This being said They chose their stations and the signe being made They suddenly and swiftly forth do flie Most like a furious storm to th' goal they hie And first most fast leaving them all behinde Runnes nimble Nisus swifter then the vvinde Or flashy lightning And to him the next Ran Salius swift but vvith large distance ' twixt Euryalus vvas third but with some space VVhom Helymus pursu'd with rapid race By vvhom behold Diores fiercely flies And foot by foot close at his shoulders lies And if enough space for the race remain Is like
stroak Much like a hollow great and o're-grown oak In Erymanth or Ida's wood most great Even by the roots o'returned from its seat The Trojans and Trinacrian lads in zeal Start up hereat and raise a clamorous peal Acestes first to 's fallen old friend doth hie Grieves gets him up Th' old champion speedily Rear'd nothing fear'd with this his sudden fall Flies to the fight more fierce rage feeds his gall Disgrace gives fire to force and foreknown might And fiercely he doth Dares headlong smite And bang about the field with both his hands Redoubling boystrous blows nor quiet stands Nor takes least rest but as thick showers of hail With ratling noise do houses tops assail Even so this chafing champion thrashes out With both his hands young Dares stomack stout Then grave Aeneas hastens to allay Entellus furious rage his wrath to stay And ends the fight gives tired Dares rest And comfort in kinde words he thus exprest Unfortunate what phrenzie blindes thy minde Feel'st thou not mightier force and fates unkinde Submit to God This said the combat ended But him alas his faithfull mates attended Dragging his feeble feet and to and fro His weak head dangling vomiting also Much gore-bloud from his mouth his teeth dasht out Thus to the ships they bore him from the rout Bidden to take the sword and helm away Entellus had the praise and prize o' th' day He victour vanting of his bull for joy Sayes thus Faire prince and you rare troops of Troy Ye now may see what strength my young yeares had And how ye sav'd Dares from death most sad This said against the bull his prize he stands Ties it and takes his club in both his hands And 'twixt the horns gives it a blow so fierce As made the broken bones the brains to pierce The beast is slain lies groveling on the ground Whereat these words he vents from 's heart profound This fitter soule then Dares death to thee Great Eryx I being victour offer free And now my club and art relinquisht be Then straight Aeneas those that would invites To shooting games and them with gifts incites In Sergests ship erects a mightie mast To th' top whereof he ties a pigeon fast Hung by a dangling rope their mark or white The archers come and in t ' a helmet bright The lots are cast and with a joyfull voice Hippoc'on had the first affected choice Whom Mnestheus follows next at sea-fight best Mnestheus his brows with olive-branches drest The third Eurytion was thy brother kinde Rare Pandarus who biddden with brave minde Didst first once charg'd the truce to terminate Through thickest Greeks thy dart make penetrate The last and lowest in the harnesse-cap Fell out to be noble Acestes hap Even he himself would venture valiantly With those brave sparks this shooting-task to try Then with stiffe strength they bend their crooked bows And each for 's use shafts from his quiver choose Hippoc'on first made from his clanging string His arrow cut the aire and flying sing And singing pierce and stick fast in the mast The mast was shook the fluttering foule agast And through them all loud acclamations past Next Mnestheus stout stood with his bow full bent His eye and arrow aim at high intent But yet good man he could not hit the white And yet the coard he did in sunder smite Wherewith the dove by 's feet was ty'd to th' mast Straight with the winde through th' aire the dove flies fast Eurytion then alreadie readie prest With bow and shaft set to to shoot addrest His brother invocates for aid auspicious In th' open aire spies the dove most conspicuous Cheerefully sporting with her wings for joy Whom his quick shaft did nimbly pierce destroy Under a cloud the dove i' th' aire thus dead Falls down and fallen the shot-shaft rendered Acestes onely fails of 's palmes desert Yet into th' aire he shot his whisling dart Proud of his expert art and clanging bow But here behold a most prodigious show And anxious augurie came soon in sight As the strange issue did demonstrate right And omens great which frighting prophets write For i th' cleare aire the flying dart did flame Which gliding on a fire consumes the same And wastes i th' fanning windes just as we see The falling starres when as they gliding be To beare long fiery streams Amaz'd they stand Trinacrians Trojans lift up heart and hand And wise Aeneas marks the omen right And sweet Acestes greets with great delight Loads him with love-gifts and thus to him said Receive grave sir for thee great Jove hath made By this strange signe though prizelesse worthy praise Receive this gift in old Anchises dayes Bestow'd on him by Cisseus king of Thrace A pledge of his great love and friendly grace A goblet great engraven with figures faire This said he bindes his brows with garlands rare And doth Acest prime conquerour declare Nor did Eurytion kinde this honour grudge Though he alone as all might justly judge The pigeon fell'd from skie The next reward He therefore had for he 't was cut the coard He had the last whose dart the mast did cleave But brave Aeneas e're the sport they leave Epitides Ascanius guardian there And mate he calls and whispers in his eare And sayes Go quick bid my sonne come away If all the childrens troops be in aray And horse-race ready with his bands to goe Unto his grandsire and in Martiall show To shew himself Aeneas self mean space Commands the folk flocking about the place To gather in a ring the plain to cleare And now the lively striplings all draw neare Before their fathers on bright bridled steeds Which in the Trojans and Trinacrians breeds Great admiration exultation great All had their haire as custome was cut neat And helmets on their heads in 's hand each kept A paire of horny speares with steel well tipt Some at their backs wore quivers dainty light About their necks gold chains their breasts bedight Three coronets of horse three captains have Twelve children glistring in their arms most brave Attending them and masters them to guide One brave battalion which with Martiall pride Thy noble sonne Polites Priam faire VVho did his kingly grandsires sirname beare And must the bounds of Italie advance VVho on a stately Thracian steed did prance All partly colour'dwith faire specks o◠white His forefeet so his proud head born upright A white starre on his brow a comely sight Another band young Atys lively led From whom the Romane Atyan race was spread Young Atys to Iülus young most deare The last and best for beauty without peere VVas faire Iülus on a courser brave Of Carthage vvhich to him queen Dido gave A signe and symbol of her love to him The rest being grave Acestes yonkers trim Come on Trinacrian steeds The Trojan rout Receive them full of fame-affecting doubt VVith great applause and taking great delight In sweet conceipt of grave ancestours sight Their
dampt with this dire chance His thoughts now here now there in minde do glance Musing unmindfull of the fates decree Whether 't were best in Sicil still to be Or bend his courses now for Italie Then aged Nautes whom most expertly Tritonian Pallas made an artist rare Resolves him thus both what great Iuno faire Enrag'd would act and destinies dispose He kindely thus t' Aeneas doth disclose Faire Goddesse sonne where fates us call re-call Thither let 's go what ever us befall Fortune by sufferance best is overthrown Trojan Acestes is thy kinsman known Make him of counsel with thee to him cleave Thy burnt-ships surplusage of people leave Unto his care Such as thy high designes Do disaffect whose heart to ease inclines Feeble old men sea-tyred maids and vvives All that are faint and fearfull of their lives Select them out a town here let them frame And from Acestes it Acesta name Encourag'd thus by his grave friends advise Yet still one care doth on another rise And now nights curtain black the skies did vail VVhen from the heavens his fathers image pale Anchises ghost came down and suddenly Said thus to him Deare sonne to me more nigh More deare then life whiles life vvith me did last Deare sonne on various Troy-fates long time cast I come to thee from Iove who quencht the flame Of thy fir'd fleet pitying thee in the same Obey old Nautes wholsome exhortations And take vvith thee in thy perambulations To Italie choice youths of courage stout For vvith fierce people thou must fight it out A nation hard to tame Yet before this Thou must descend the dungeons dark of Dis Yea thou deare sonne must passe Avernus lake To come to me yet no abode I make In torturing Tartar or in darknes sad But in Elysium where delights make glad Sweet troops of sacred soules hither I say Faire Sibyll shall thee by much bloud convay Of sacrific'd black beasts Whence thou shalt know Thy citie sought and race from thee to flow And now farewell moist midnight hastes away Sols puffing steeds begin to breath out day This said like smoak he flies i' th' fleeting skie To whom Aeneas Whither dost thou flie Why hastes thou hence From whom dost thou take flight Or who does thee from our embraces fright Which spoke he stirres the embers rakt up fire And worships with a reverend hearts desire His Trojan Gods and to them consecrates Pure floure and frankincense Then calls his mates But chiefly grave Acestes speedily And Ioves command to them doth signifie And his deare fathers charge what he design'd And now resolv'd Whereto Acest inclin'd And counsel straight they take and measure forth Towns for their vvives and men of meanest worth Whose most ignoble mindes regard not fame But they new sailing barks begin to frame And half-burnt ship-planks oares and ropes repaire In number few in vvarre for service rare Meanwhile Aeneas vvith a plough sets out The cities scope ' points houses round about Here Iliums towers there he sets Troyes faire gates Thus his new realm Acest congratulates Then courts and laws he gives the fathers grave And neare the starres on Eryx high would have A temple founded unto Venus faire A sacred grove and priest vvhose speciall care Should onely be Anchises tombe to tend And novv the nations nine dayes feast had end And on their altars offrings all vvere made And fanning gales upon the ocean play'd And fâ—equent puffing blasts to sea invite Then on the shore at their departing sight Full flouds of teares are shed and night and day In mutuall kinde embraces still they stay And now those wives those folk effeminate To whom the sight of sea was frightfull late That toile intolerable now most fain Away they would to sea all toile sustain Whom good Aeneas with kinde vvords doth cheere And vveeping leaves t' Acest his kinsman deare To Eryx then three calves he bids them kill And to the storms a lambe he offer vvill Bids them the cables loose and order right Himself with olive-boughs his head bedight In 's hand a bowl aloof on ship-board stood Flasht out pure wines spread entralls on the floud A whisking gale puffs on them as they sail His men rowe close and thrash the flouds with flail Meanwhile faire Venus full of tender care To Neptune speaks doth thus her plaints declare Fierce Iuno's wrath and quenchlesse indignation Force me great Neptune to prest supplication Which rage of hers no length of time or dayes Nor piety or pity stops or stayes Nor Ioves command or fates decree can still Her most unbrideled rage nor Troyes great ill Bespoil'd of towns and nation vvith strange spight Can satisfie but with all rancourous might She plagues poore vvasted Troyes as yet remains Yea their dead bones and ashes she disdains The cause of so great wrath her self can tell And how she lately rais'd thou know'st it well Strange sudden storms o're all the Libyan seas Confounding heaven and sea with rough disease All by her friend Aeolus puffs most vain All this she durst in thy vast realm the main Behold beside the Trojan vvives foule fact VVith rage enflam'd foulely by her compact Fired their fleet forc'd them their ships decay'd In a strange land to be detain'd and stay'd This then remains I pray thee let them sail Thy vvatrie soil in safety with smooth gale Let them arive vvhere Tybers stream doth flow If our desires thou grant if fates also Grant us our promis'd realms then speak I pray Then Neptune seas great soveraigne thus did say Faire Venus thou mayst in my bounds be bold For thence thou dost thy bloud and linage hold I alwayes also have been kinde to thine And heavens and seas joynt wrath vvhich did combine And fury fierce I have restrain'd for thee Nor have I Xanth and Simois vvitnes be Of thine Aeneas had lesse care on land But when Achilles fierce with furious hand Did prosecute and execute with might Troyes troops and from safe vvalls forc'd them to flight When thousands dead did fall when flouds did groan Fill'd vvith kill'd bodies when no way was known For Xanthus course to sea being dam'd with dead I then in misty clouds quite covered Aeneas chaâ—ed by Achilles strong VVhen fates and force left him to hostile vvrong Even then vvhen I could vvell have found in heart Mine own built faithlesse Troy quite to subvert Then feare not for I have the same minde still He and they all desir'd shall safely fill Avernus port one onely shall be drown'd VVho sought for in the sea shall not be found His life the rest shall ransome Thus most kinde He stroaks and cheeres the Goddesâ—e cheerefull minde Then yokes his horses to his chariots drift And gives the foamy reins to 's coursers swift The bridle laid most loose and thus he slides In his blew chariot o're the surging tides Down winde the vvaves â—ow the rough billows bend Under his thundring wheels clouds quick descend Then various troops
it stood a mightie open gate With adamantine pillars set in view Such as nor Gods nor men could cut or hew By strength or art a brazen tovvre stood high Where Tisiphone fierce sate usually In bloudy robes and night and day did guard And watch the way From hence was eas'ly heard Great groans and moans of screeking smart and pains And rumbling noise of shackling iron chains Aeneas stood amaz'd dampt with that din And said Faire lady tell me what 's within What damned soules what plagues what hideous cries Are those I heare To whom she thus replies Brave Trojan prince no upright man may dwell In this nefarious nest of damned hell But me when as Proserpina me made Hells governesse she taught and open layd The plagues which Gods inflict shew'd me them all Here 's sayth she Rhadamanthus horrid hall Where he corrects and findes out knaveries Forcing confession of all villanies And when they hope to scape with foolish joy At last in death he plagues them with annoy Then Tisiphone in one hand a whip Revenge fully makes guiltie soules to skip With furious lashes holding stinging snakes In th' other hand which greater tortures makes Calling for all her furious sisters aid At last the sacred gates huge screeking made And opened wide Seest thou sayes she to him What looks look on us what a guard most grim Sits at the porch see horrid Hydra's seat With fiftie snaky heads and gape-mouths great Then hell it self full twice as broad and deep Downward as heaven upward beheld is steep Here Titans youthfull troop earths aged race By thunder thrown down sunk to th' deepest place And here the bastard-giant twinnes I saw Which with their hands meant heaven to scale and draw Great Iupiter from his supernall seat I saw Salmoneâ—s suffering tortures great For he Ioves lightning needs would imitate And rattling thunder being born in state Upon foure horses shaking flames of fire Making Greek towns and countreys him admire In triumph drawn in frantick arrogance Himself with Ioves due honour to advance Whiles he heaven inimitable fire By sounding brasse and horn-hooft steeds desire To counterfeit in their most swift careeres But mighty Iove to whom this soon appeares Through thickest clouds dasht out a deadly dart Nor could his torches nor bright fierie art Assist and headlong in a storm him slew There also might you mighty Tityus view Fructiferous Terra's sonne whose body great Stretcht out in breadth nine acres is compleat A foule devouring vultures bending bill Gnawing upon his wastelesse intralls still Whose guts him ever glut with horrid pains Thus feeding on his breast it still remains And restlessely pulls his regrowing veins Why speak I of Lapitha Ixion And Pirithous on whom a huge flint-stone Doth alwayes hang and alwayes seem to fall Before whom stand rich lustfull beds most tall And costly cates to feed their luxurie Stand ready disht but nestling o're them nigh Stands the prime Furie and them strict commands Not once to touch the table with their hands And if they stirre she starts up in great ire Rattles them up bangs them with flames of fire Here brother-haters whiles they liv'd I saw Parents despisers cheaters of just law Rich churles who got great wealth but for themselves The greatest troops being of these impious elves Such as for foule adulteries have been slain And who in jurious jarres do entertain Who rob their masters traitours are to th' state All these with plagues hell doth incarcerate Nor need'st thou ask what pains and tortures fierce These various vitious men do sting and pierce Some ' rowl huge stones soâ—e hang fast ty'de to wheels Thus wofull Theseus torments sits and feels And e're shall feel Thus Phlegyas most of all With hortatorie cries in hell doth yaull Be warn'd be just the Gods do not despise For gold of 's countrey he made merchandize And brought in an usurping powerfull lord Old laws annull'd made new laws for reward Another did his daughters bed defile Using forbidden copulation vile All did foule deeds and what they will'd enjoy'd Had I an hundred tongues to be employ'd An hundred mouths and iron elocution I could not shew the diverse distribution Of all the kindes of hells impieties And every plague which on them heavy lies This when Apollo's Sibyll sage had said Let 's now go on sayes he all stayes evade And our intended task begun conclude Come let 's make haste for I farre off have view'd The Cyclops shops strong walls high chimneys stand Where we to leave our present have command This said together they blinde paths passe by Taking the midway to the gates drew nigh Aeneas first rusht in with water cleare Sprinckles himself and on a post most neare Unto the gate the branch of gold sticks fast Which done his gift given to the Goddesse past They came at length into these pleasant places Those fragrant fiâ—lds and groves of all the Graces Those sacred seats where's larger purer aire Bright light true sense of starres and Phoebus faire Where some delight in grassy plains to sport To skip and leap in sand in wrastling sort Some dance and sing and trip it on their toes VVhiles Orpheus in his priest-like long gown goes About and playes on 's seven-fold sounding lute And strikes the strings with quill and skill acute Here he beheld Troyes ancient noble race Her potent peeres born in more blisâ—efull case Ilus Assaracus first king of Troy Dardan their arms put off with peacefull joy He uselesse chariots wondring sees set by Their speares fast fixt in ground and carelessely Their steeds let loose feeding in pastures wide And look what chariots love what Martiall pride They living had what care to feed and dresse Their gallant coursers now 't was here no lesse Again on 's right and left hand he doth eye Some feeding on the grasse sing merrylie Rare panegyricks 'mongst sweet lawrell trees VVhere fluent Poâ— through groves to flow he sees Here patriots good who for their countrey dy'd Here priests who liv'd most modest lives did bide Here pious prophets who pure truths did preach Here expert artists who rare arts did teach And here were they who mindefull of their state Made others their true goodnesse gratulate All these were crown'd with fragrant garlands gay By whom environ'd thus did Sibyll say But chiefly to Musaeus 'mongst them all For he vvas in the midst and faâ—re most tall O say sweet soules and thou priest most divine What parts what place doth old Anchises shrine For for this cause this toile we undertake Are hither come have swumme hells mighty lake To whom this Heroë this reply did make No soule hath certain seat here we all dwell In shady groves flower-beds in fields that smell Most fresh and fragrant grac'd vvith rivers cleare But ye if thereunto such joy ye beare Climbe o're this hill your vvay I 'le easie make This said by his good guide their way they take And as they passe he shows them fields
trembling groves rebounds And made the mounts and thickest woods to quake Farre sounding shrill even to Diana's lake And Nars white floud sulphurous streams it heard And Velines fount And mothers much affear'd Their tender infants hug'd close to their breast Then to the call which the hags horn exprest The rigid Corydons unruly clowns With snatcht-up weapons flockt from all the towns The Trojan gallants also forth do flow And from their camps to aid Ascanius go Their armie they draw out but not to fight With countrey clownish clubs brands burning bright But with their slicing swords and all the lands Tremble to see their glistring blades brave bands Their brazen shields reflected lustre bright Against the sun which seem'd the clouds to smite Like as when waves seem white by windes first blast But by degrees the sea swells up at last The waves work from the bottome up so high As that they seem fiercely to dash the skie Here at first on-set Tyrrhus eldest sonne A lusty youth Alâ—on by name begun To taste of death by a swift arrows flight VVhich stuck in 's throat and did him deadly smite Stopping his vocall breath locking up fast His vitall spirits by much bloud forth cast Many more bodies lay about him slain And grave Galesus striving to obtain And mediate peace between them one well known For 's upright dealings to give place to none The richest landed man in Italie Five flocks of sheep he kept most constantly Five herds of cattell and to till his land An hundred plows Now whilest with equall hand The field they fought and that the hagge did finde The issue answerable to her minde The warre with both sides bloud initiated And mischief firmly at first machinated She Italie forsakes mounts up to th' skie And like a conqueresse superciliously Speaks thus to Iuno See great madam see With deadly discord they so fired be That though thy self wouldst them reduce to peace Yet they from mutuall bloudshed would not cease So soyl'd are Trojans with Italians bloud Yet this I 'le adde if so thou think'st it good Th' adjacent towns I 'le so incense to warres By rumours rais'd and to most frantick jarres So move promove their mindes that all about To auxiliarie broyles they shall burst out O no sayes Iuno thou hast shown thy self With art and smart enough the furies elf Warres seeds well sown well grown already be What chance had dipt fresh bloud hath dy'd I see Such marriage matches may Latinus wise And Venus godly off-spring solemnize But as for thee great Iupiter heavens Lord No longer liberty will thee afford To flie about the aire Back to thy place If any work remain in this like case I 'le see to it my self Thus Iuno spake Alecto then her forthwith did betake To her snake-fluttering wings leaving the skie And to Cocytus swiftly she doth flie I' th' midst of Italie there is a place On mountains high of noble name and grace Deep sacred valleys with huge leafy shades Which woody banks upon both sides invades In midst whereof a rough swift stream did glide Which did with ratling noise from rocks down slide Here fearfull Pluto's gaping gulf was found A dungeon dark there 'twixt deep cleaving ground Was a huge hellish hole whose chaps most wide Did fierce Alectos hatefull presence hide Where she to heavens and earths content did ' bide Meanwhile queen Iuno plies her helping hand T' increase the furious warre throughout the land Great troops of shepherds to the citie throng And slain Galesus body bring along And youthfull Almons and their Gods for aid And king Latinus urgently they pray'd Turnus was present at their exclamation Ingeminating threats makes protestation With fire and sword to ruinate them all Since into league he did the Trojans call And joyn himself unto the Phrygian race But him rejected with indigne disgrace Those wives also whom Bacchus frantick dance For they queen Amata did high advance Led in mad measures through the woods most wide Flocking in troops would not be reconcil'd But urge for arms and instantly require VVith peevish spirits 'gainst the Gods desire And former fatall omens bloudy fight And thus hedge in the kings court with fierce might He like a rock resistlesse firm stood out Like a sea-rock when stiffe blasts blow about Making such mountain-waves with bellowing sound And ratling stones and boyling foam surround And wash and dash in vain the rocks hard sides And floating flags and weeds about it glides But when no might might their blinde wills subdue And to her beck fierce Iuno all things drew The king to 's Gods and emptie aire complains Alas sayes he we suffer piercing pains We run to ruine fatall storms us beat But fierce revenge does you vile wretches threat Your sacrilegious bloud shall for it pay And vvofull smart does for thee Turnus stay And thou in vain unto thy Gods shalt pray But I at rest my house my haven vvho thought Am rob'd of rest to woes sepulchre brought Hereat he ceast and him to 's house betook And publick rule and regiment forsook The custome was throughout all Italie Which custome Albanes towns kept sacredly And now great Rome conserves vvhen first they vvage Fierce vvarres and Mars in battels brave engage Either vvith Scythians or Arabians bold Or eastern lands or Indies fraught vvith gold Or Parthians proud to purchase glorious fame There are two vvarre-gates for so is their name Of sacred use of Martiall terrour great An hundred brazen locks and bolts most neat And iron barres do shut them sure and straight And two-fac'd Ianus porter there doth wait These gates vvhen once the peeres do vvarre declare The noble consuls self in robes most rare In princely pomp Gabinian garments tide With mighty screeking noise doth open wide And vvarre proclaims then troops of youths do follow And sound assent vvith brazen trumpets hollow Latinus thus vvas charged urgently With furious vvarres Aeneas to defie To ope those fatall gates vvich he deni'de And vvould not that offensive office ' bide But hid himself good man in discontent In secret shades vvould give no such consent Then jangling Iuno gliding from the skie With her own hands unlocked instantly The lazie doores and breaks the iron barres And turns the hinges and sets open vvarres Thus Italie vvhich lately lay at rest Now unincited is to vvarre addrest Some flock as footmen to the field to fight Some hasty horsemen make dust dim the light All ask for arms some take their speares and shields And with fat tallow scoure them for the fields And vvhet their bills and blades on whetstones strong For ensignes spread and trumps alar'ms they long Five powerfull cities do in forges frame New weapons for the vvarre which five by name VVere potent Atina and Tybur bold Ardea Crustumer and Antemnae old Strong for its bulwarks brave Some helmets make And buckler bosses wreath some corslets take Of strong-proofe steel light boots with silver lin'd And now the
assembled at Circean games And how new warres did suddenly arise Unto the Romanes Cures Tatius wise And how at last contentions laid aside Those armed kings about Ioves shrine did ' bide Wâ—â—h bowls in hand and having slain a swine As kinde confederates did in league combine Not farre from thence Metius was pictured By horses torn and quit dismembered But thou Albanus stoodst not to thy word And all the bowels of that lying lord Tullus tore out and drag'd them through the wood And all the briers besprinckled with his bloud How king Porsenna charg'd Rome to re-take Their banisht Tarquine and how for his sake The citie with a hard siege he did crush When on their swords for freedome Romanes rush There you might see him rage and threat and fret 'Cause Cocles durst the bridge break down and get How captiv'd Chlaelia having broke his bands Swamme o're the river stoutly with her hands How on the top of high Tarpeia's tower Brave Manlius stood and with undanted power The temple and the Capitol defended And all the reed-thatcht palace that ascended Did tumble down and the white-feathered goose In the guilt gallery cackling fluttering loose Frighted the French and their approach discride Whom clambering up thick bushes did so hide And benefit of black night aid therein That they got up and so the towre did win Whom goldy locks and golden garments decks With purple jackets and their milk-white necks With bracelets grac'd in hand two Alpine speares A long shield o're his corps each souldier beares The dancing Salii Pâ—ns priests naked quite VVool-wearing Flamines Numa's target slight VVhich fell from heaven were curiously set out And how the modest matrons bare about In easie coaches their most sacred rites Aloof from these were horrid hells affrights Black Pluto's gates and damned soules dire pains And thou base Catiline hungst there in chains On a steep tumbling rock with Furies jaws Frighted But Cato giving wholesome laws Sate 'mongst the good in a sequestred place Betwixt both these sea-waves with golden face Did run abroad and boyl'd-up froth most white About were dolphins grav'd in silver bright In circles with their tails the billows sweeping And cutting through the waves their courseâ— keeping In midst of whom you guilded ships might see How Martiall sports yearely solemniz'd be How all Leucates with fierce warres did sweat And waves of seas like gold to glister neat And how Augustus Caesar by warres might With Latiums peeres and people ruled right His small and great Gods his tall ship ascending From his faire brows two glistring flames extending And o're his head his fathers starre most bright On th' other side Agrippa with great might With friendly Gods and gales his armie led His Martiall ensignes being bravely spread Sea-conquest garlands garnishing his head How with Barbarian aid Antonius great In various conquests did Romes foes defeat And 'mongst the Indies black and Aegypt long By red-sea shores and orient forces strong T' increase his strength all Asia to him drew Whom Cleopatra shamefull did pursue All rusht together the whole sea did seem Wrought up with winding oares thick froth to steam The foredecks one another dashing fast And to the ocean thus they get at last thou 'dst think the isles rous'd up did swim and meet That mightie mountains did high mountains greet With so great strength men strenuously did strive Their towering vessels close to force and drive Wild-fire from hands steel-shafts from bows are sped New broiles on Neptunes soiles do die seas red The queen i' th' midst her troops with trump doth cheere As yet her fatall snakes do not appeare But all the rout of monstrous Gods meere fiends Yea barking Anubis his weapons bends Against great Neptune Pallas Venus faire Amidst their troops mad Mars doth stamp and stare Carv'd in a garbe of steel and horrid hagges Sent by great Iove and Discord in torn rags Skips jocand 'mongst them whom Bellona fierce Follows with bloudie whips their hearts to pierce Actian Apollo these things well did eye Straight bent his bow at them from heaven let flie Whereat in terrour all th' Aegyptian rout Arabians Indians and Sabaeans stout Turn'd backs and fled the queen herself also Was heard to wish for windes hoise sails and go Yea flie full fast slackning the ropes and sail The black-fire furious God with Western gale And tydie-waves her looking gastly white With feare of future death amidst the fight Did drive along but yet against the same With mightie body weeping Nilus came Opening her bosome calling back again Her thus surprised and quite conquered men Into her livid lap and unfound springs But Caesar conquerour of these adverse things Thrice born in triumph 'bout Romes royall walls His everlasting vow to minde recalls To his Italian Gods doth sacrifice And through the citie with great joy likewise Three hundred temples built the streets throughout Do ring with sports and peoples joyfull shout Each temple fill'd with dancing matrons faire About the altars singing songs most rare And every altar fraught with heifers slain Caesar himself i' th' temple did remain Of pure Apollo in the porch most white And of the nations gifts taking full sight Fits the rich posts with choice of royall spoiles The captives conquer'd in the warres turmoiles Are led along in speech as different As in their habits arms and ornament Here mudling Mulciber had cast in brasse Fierce Scythians and black Moores in gowns to passe Here Caraeans Lelages Gelonians stout Skilfull in casting darts he pictur'd out And here Euphrates streams did smoothly glide And French Morinians who remote reside Two-corner'd Rhine undanted Daians stout Araxes swift o're his bridge swelling out These rarities of Vulcan in his shield His mothers gift cause of much wonder yeeld The things unknown the figures him affect Friends fame and fates he beares with choice respect An end of the eighth book of Virgils Aeneïds THE ARGUMENT of the nineth book Whiles on both sides the state thus stands Of their affaires Juno commands Turnus to hasten 'gainst his foe The Trojans ships to overthrow By flinging fire into the fleet But Jove does with their project meet And turns the ships into nymphs shapes Two friends go forth but neither scapes Trojans their camps do bravely hold A scanius kills Numanus bold Pell-mell they fight but Turnus stout Bitias and Pandar puts to rout And Trojans from their trenches beats But tyr'd with troops he thence retreats ANd now whiles thus th' â—ffaires on both sides stand Iuno from heaven sent Iris out of hand To supine Turnus who took up his seat I' th' sacred dale of Pilumns grove most great To whom Thaumantias with faire face thus said Turnus behold what none o' th' Gods though pray'd Durst ere have promis'd time now profers free Aeneas leaving all behinde for thee Câ—mp mates and fleet to king Euander's gon Yet rests not so but farther is past on To Corits utmost confines Lydians strong With rustick wrath in
great Aeneas sate casting in minde Warres various events he 's like to finde Prince Pallas with him sate on his left side And now night starres he gaz'd their ships to guide Thinking what land and sea-toiles he did ' bide And now set ope ye sacred Muses nine Sweet Helicons faire fount with power divine To raise my layes to sing and shew the might Which in Aeneas aid came now to fight From faire Etruria bravely armed all Transported over sea in ships most tall Prince Massicus in 's golden tiger sails With him a thousand youths from Clusus dales And Cosa's confines skilfull at the bow Death-wounding shafts to shoot and darts to throw Fierce Abas in another vessell went VVhereon Apollo's figure excellent Glistered with golden rayes His totall rout VVas full six hundred Martiall souldiers stout From Populonia their faire native soile All expert youths and fit for fight and spoile From Ilva faire three hundred gallants came A fertile countrey mettals strong to frame Asylas a southsayer the third place had VVhose divinations birds and beasts were glad And starres above obediently to heare And rapid lightnings all his votes to cleare An armie of a thousand thick he led At lances long and strong experienced All these from fluent Alphins Pisas came A Tuscane town readie to purchase fame Next whom came on renowned Astur faire Astur for riding horses expert rare Arm'd with most curious various colour'd arms Three hundred of them prompt for fierce alarms Bred up in Caerets soil by Minions lands Old Pyrgus and ill-air'd Gravisca's strands Nor may I thee omit great Cycnus strong VVho bravely thy Ligurians led'st along Nor thee Cupavo with thy armie small Whose helmets height was rais'd with swans-plumes tall Your love your guilt began and cognizance For Cycnus as 't is said the dire mischance Of his beloved Phaëthon bewailing Among the poplars and the shades him vailing Of his deare leafie-sisters as thus he Sate warbling out love-sighing melodie He turned was into a milk-white swan Leaving the land and companie of man And flying up i' th' aire with chattering voice His sonne in 's ships led troops of equall choice And forc'd along with oares his centaure great And thwacks the waves and seems huge rocks to threat Furrowing the mightie main with 's vessell strong VVhom Ocnus followed with an armie strong From 's fathers realm esteem'd a southsayer wise VVhose birth from Tuscane river did arise And Manto faire and to his mothers fame The town and towres he Mantua did name Mantua mightie in progenitours But yet not all from lineall ancestours This nation rul'd three tribes and under them Foure mightie states made up that diadem But this was the metropolis of all From Tuscanes bloud came their originall And hence Mezentius 'gainst himself did arm â—â—ve hundred valiant sparks his pride to charm VVhom Mincius Benacs sonne cloath'd in ripe reeds In piercing pine-ships through rough seas proceeds And leads along Next went Auletes brave Whose hundred branchie trees so slice each wave And roule the rising flouds with restlesse roare As that they boile with foam at rocky shore Him terrifying Triton strongly bare Set in 's sea-frighting coerule shelly chaire Whose upper parts from face unto the breast Though rough and hairie yet mans form exprest From belly downward a sea-monster foule Who as he swims with fins the waves doth roule Under his half-wilde breast with rumbling roares And foule slime-foamie billows to the shores So many peeres in thirtie ships did sail And plow the liquid soile for Troyes avail And now day spent and night comne on apace Night-gadding Cynthia with her whitely face Having past half the heavens in chariot faire Aeneas for he takes no rest for care Sitting himself the helm holds sails does tend And as they now i' th' midway onward bend Behold the troop of sea-nymphs once ship-mates To whom faire Berecyâ—thiâ— ordinates Seas soveraigntie of ships them having made So many nymphs these swimming to him stayd As many as at shore when ships did stand So many know their king and hand in hand About them dancing swimme of all which train Cymodocea ablest to explain And speak their mindes coming behinde them all With her right hand holds fast the ship most tall I' th' poop thereof raising herself upâ—ight With her left hand fleering her passage sâ—ight Thus to him then unknown the sea-nymph spake Faire Goddesse sonne Aeneas art th'awake Awake then still slacken thy ropes to sails Give way to winde enjoy these goodly gales We once were sacred Ida's pine-trees faire But now to nymphs we metamorphiz'd are We were thy fleet till thy perfidious foe Rutulian rough sought us to overthrow With fire and sword whereat though 'gainst our minde We brake our bonds our safety so to finde And now thus through the sea we thee have sought Thy tender mother on us this form wrought And made us thus sea-nymphs to spend our dayes Amongst the rocks in Neptunes watery wayes As for thy childe Ascanius he is well And safe immur'd i' th' town and trench doth dwell ' Midst deadly darts and Martiall Latines stout Th' Arcadian troop of horsemen stirres not out From station set One half of Turnus bands Lest to the town they power unite now stands Firmly resolv'd thee herein to prevent Arise therefore in haste thy mates convent And set in battell-ray before sun-rise Thy all-proof target take to thee likewise VVhich the ignipotent black Vulcan gave Impenetrable edg'd with gold most brave For this next morning if thou trust for true VVhat now I say shall see thee to embrew Thy sword in bloud of thick Rutulians slain Thus having said she shov'd with might and main His mightie ship at her departure thence In her known way which with fierce violence Flew through the floud more swift than shaft from bow Or nimble dart equalling windes that blow And therewithall the ships fast after flie This fact did Troyes Aeneas stupifie The omen yet his heart exhilarates Thus then to th' heavens he briefly supplicates Faire Ida's mother of Gods to whom poore Troy To save and shield is thy delight and joy Who towns and towres and lions fierce and strong Dost make to yeeld to yokes to thee belong The praises of my facts of this great fight Order this augure prosperously aright Stand to thy Trojans with auspicious aid Faire Goddesse I thee pray This having said Meanwhile day light began now to wax cleare And night quite banisht all did bright appeare First he his mates commands warres signes to watch And to their harnesse strong their hearts to match To fit them for the fight And now he had His Trojans and their camp in 's sight most glad Standing aloof in 's ship whereat he rais'd With his left hand his shield which brightly blaz'd The Trojans from their walls who this did spie Do raise a clamour echoing to the skie Hope kindlesse courage darts i' th' aire they fling Like Thracian cranes descending with strong
troops your foes to meet And with your swords assail them for this way Your countrey wills us all our parts to play No angry Gods but mortall foes you force VVe have as many hands and hearts to course And chase our foes behold the seas also VVhose waves so block us up and 'bout us flow That there 's no hope by land away to flie And will ye back to Troy by sea now hie And with these words himselfi'th ' midst of all Doth on the thickest ranks of Rutuls fall VVhom Lagus first by fate unhappie meets VVhom as a mightie stone he pull'd he greets VVith deadly dart which ribs and back did pierce VVhich sticking in the bones he pulls out fierce But over him he did not Hisbon slay Yet this he hop't t' have done without delay For as he rusht and rag'd regardlesse quite Of his mates death him Pallas deep did smite And sheath'd his sword in 's heart and life forth drew Thus Helenâ—s Anchemolus he slew From Rhoetus ancient offspring sprung who durst Defile his step-dames bed with most accurst Incestuous lust You Rutuls twins most stout Daucius two sonnes vvho valiantly had fought Both you he slew Tymber and Larides So like by birth they were that 'twixt both these None even their parents could no difference see Nor by their persons sweet deceived be But Pallas 'twixt them made a difference great Even 'twixt you both for in his Martiall heat His sword cut off thy head O Tymber faire And thy right hand par'd off Larides rare Whose half-dead hand sprawling his sword le ts go Th' Arcadians vvho but late retyred so With Pallas vvords and vvorthie deeds spurr'd on Now rage and shame arms them to set upon Their fiercest foes Then Pallas prosecutes And Rhoeteus swiftly flying executes Like tariance and delay he Ilus sent For as at Ilus he his strong speare bent It Rhoeteus intercepts and slayes by th' vvay And there faire Teuthra flying it doth slay And 's brother Tyres who from chariot reels And being half dead beats the ground vvith's heels And as the shepherd vvhen vvisht vvindes do â—low In summer does i' th' woods his fires bestow Which by their nearenesse fire do quickly take And o're the fields a vast combustion make And vvhiles thus Vulcans armie spreads about He like a victour glad at flames doth flout Thus all their mates their powers in one unite Which sight to see thee Pallas did delight But Martiall Halesus all foes defies And with his shield 'gainst them his power applies And Ladon soon he slayes and Phaeretus Demodocus and of Strymonâ—us With his bright blade he cut off the right hand Threatning Halesus throat nor still doth stand But Thoas brains he dasht out with a stone And mixt together bloud and brains and bone Halesus father his sonnes fate foresaw Him therefore to a wood he did withdraw But when old-age his life for death did fit Th' impartiall Parcae from their hands commit Him to Euanders darts whom Pallas thus Assails but first thus prayes Grant now to us Grave father Tyber that this dart I throw May finde good fortune and the right way go Through haughtie Halesus obdurate breast So shall thy aged oak be deckt and drest With this mans arms and spoils The God did heare And whiles Halesus hop't away to beare Imaons spoils a strong Arcadian dart Through 's open breast pierct his unhapppie heart But lusty Lausus did least feare disdain At slaughter of so rare a prince thus slain A prime part of the warre nor would admit His Rutuls to be thereat dampt a whit For first confronting Abas strong he slayes The bolt and barre of these most furious frayes Down fall Arcadians down Etrurians fall And Trojans thick which scap't from Grecian thrall Both armies meet captains and souldiers fight With equall force the reeres with utmost might Presse forward making their approach so thick That the whole armie seems stone-still to stick Without least motion Pallas hereupon His souldiers urgeth and inciteth on Here Lausus laboureth on the other side Neither much different in their youthfull pride Both bravely beautifull but both gain-said Into their countrey to make retrograde And hereunto Iove would not condescend That they in single duell should contend But for a greater foe their fate now waits Meanwhile Iuturna moves and instigates Her brother Turnus Lausus straight to aid Who in a wingy-chariot swiftly made Through thickest of their troops and when he saw Both Time and 's Martiall mates from fight withdraw I sayes he I alone must Pallas finde To me alone I see his death assign'd I wish his father now spectatour were And hereupon his mates the field forbeare Being charged thereunto The princely spark As he the captains pride and power did mark In 's Rutuls quick withdrawing stood amaz'd And â—tupifi'de on Turnus stature gaz'd With envying eyes viewing his limbes most great And every part about him most compleat Thus then unto the kings words he replies Sure I shall now get praise by this rich prize Or by a noble death My father sure Is just and wise what fates will to endure Spare then thy brags and threats Thus having said 〈◊〉 the midst o' th' Martiall list he made Th' Arcadians hearts were fill'd with chilling feare Turnus from 's chariot then descending there And now on foot was stately seen draw nigh Like a fierce lion who from 's den doth spie A stout big bull fitting himself to fight Farre off i' th' field he to him takes his flight Even such is Turnus in his fierce accesse VVhom Pallas now within the reach doth guesse Ofhis darts-cast Pallas doth first advance Unmatcht in might but hoping happie chance First thus he prayes O thou Alcides great I by my fathers kindenesse thee intreat VVho thee a stranger took to bed and board To my designes thy mightie aid afford And let my adversarie half-dead see Himself of 's bloudy arms bespoil'd to be And let proud Turnus see with dying eye Me winne the field with valiant victorie Hercules heard the youth and but in vain Fetcht a deep sigh which did even teares constrain Then mightie Iove to 's sonne most kindely sayes To each man 's given his appointed dayes Mans life is short his time irrevocable But fame by facts to make most memorable Is vertues work indeed Under the wall Of stately Troy how many sonnes did fall Even sonnes of Gods yea my Sarpedon faire My sonne 〈◊〉 slain the fates would him not spare And Turnus hath a term and certain fate And his lifes period hastes to terminate This said on Rutuls fields his eyes he bent And Pallas now wiâ—h all his force forth sent A nimble speare and from his scabbard drew His glistring blade The speare most fiâ—rcely â—lew To Turnus shoulder on his armour blue And on the brim of 's shield did glance along And gave a clattering blow on 's bodie strong Turnus hereat shaking a speare of oak Tipt with sharp steel
Thy coach forsook'st and triptst up thine own heels Thus having said the coach in hand he takes Th' unhappie brother prostrate fall'ne down quakes Holds up his trembling hands thus does intreat Now by thy self and by thy parents great Who thee begat Troyes prince so great so good O spare thy suppliants life spill not his bloud O sir sayes he these words you us'd not late Die then let brothers brothers sociate Then with his sword his breast he opened wide And from 's hearts hollow caves his soule did glide Thus through the fields this Trojan victour made Great slaughters like fierce flouds which banks invade Or blustring windes so did he rage about Th'enclosed Trojans now also break out And leave their camps and young Ascanius brave VVith his green sparks them valiantly behave Though late in vain besieg'd Things resting so Iove of himself does to his Iuno go And thus sayes to her See my sister kinde And speciall spouse most gratefull to my minde Venus thou seest even as thou didst suppose Nor art deceiv'd supports thy Trojan foes Their boldest hearts strong hands nor patience stout VVarres woes t' endure could not alone hold out To whom thus humbly Iuno did reply Why O my Pheere most deare ah tell me why Dost thou my grieved heart more grieve which quakes And at thy bitter piercing words even akes O if thou lov'd'st me now as formerly If as 't were fit thou hadst first fervencie Great Iove thou this request wouldst grant to me My Turnus from the fight withdrawn to see That to his father Daunus him I might Safely restore But let him fall i' th' fight And be a pious prey to Trojans base Yet is he sprung from our celestiall race Pilumnus was his sire i' th' fourth descent Thine altars he with hand munificent And many gallant gifts enriched hath To whom olympus king thus briefly saith If thou desirest present deaths delay And the death-marked youths dire fall to stay And think'st I may the same procrastinate Let Turnus flie then from his present fate This onely distance must thy minde suffice But if thy prayers to higher hopes arise And that thou think'st he may be wholly freed From chance of warre or what fates have decreed May altered be thou but vain hopes dost feed To whom thus Iuno full of teares replies But what if Iove what he in words denies Would grant in heart and Tâ—rnus life make sure Now he most guiltlesse must hard hap endure Or I no truth do know but rather I Could wish thou wouldst my fond feare falsâ—fie And as thou canst convert all to the best Thus having now each way her votes exprest From heaven she forthwith flies to earth descends Storms flie before her clouds she 'bout her bends Thus through the aire to Trojan bands she flew And to th' Italian tents she nearer drew The Goddesse then in concave cloud did frame A forcelesse shade most thin to seem the same With brave Aeneas shape a most strange sight And fraught it faire with Trojan arms most bright A plumy helm fit for his sacred head A shield which his most nearely patterned Yea gives it windie words a senselesse sound And goodly gate like one walking profound Much like those shapes which walk they say being dead Or those fallacious dreams in snorting bed The frolick figure brags before the bands And Turnus tempts to shew the strength of 's hands And him with speech provokes whom Turnus straight Assails aloof and with represselesse hate A whisling dart casts at it instantly The shadow turns its back away doth flie Turnus supposing now Aeneas fled Nourisht vain hope which thus he uttered Aeneas whither fly'st thou do n't forsake Thy spouse betroth'd to whom thou vows didst make This hand of mine shall give thee lands so sought And thus he follows him in word as thought Brandishing his bright blade but could not finde How these vain joyes were but puffe toyes of winde As thus he past by chance a ship he spi'de To a rocks rigid bank most fitly ty'de Whereto a ladder for ascent did stand For a sea-voyage fitted out of hand In which Osinius king from Clusium came Aeneas fearfull figure in this same Cast it self quickly there it hidden lay Which Turnus following cuts off every stay Nimbly ascends the top scarce did he take Footing i' th' ship but Iuno quickly brake The fastning cable launcht the ship from shore Which with full sail into the ocean bore Meanwhile Aeneas with a bloudy fight Seeks up and down his foe thus out of sight And multitudes of men him meeting slayes But now the nimble shade no longer stayes Hid in its holes but vanisht into th' aire And when to th' midst o th' sea storms Turnus bare Ignorant of these things for 's life ingrate He looks about to th' heavens doth elevate After this manner both his hands and heart Almightie Iove deem'st thou it my desert To suffer such a shame a scourge so great Ah whither go I vvhence make I retreat What flight is this vvhom do I thus forsake Shall I not once more yet my self betake To Laurents walls and warres What now alas VVill to my troops of souldiers come to passe VVhich followed me in fight vvhom impious I Have left alone a thousand deaths to die For now me thinks I heare and see them all Dying and crying as they wounded fall VVhat shall I do vvhat land me live can swallow But oh ye windes do ye me rather follow VVith pitying puffs this Turnus does you pray VVith gladsome minde O cast this bark away On rocks or sands where Rutuls may not see Or tainted fame may never follow me Thus moaning up and down thoughts ebbe and flow What to resolve to do he does not know Or madly slay himself for such disgrace And in his corps his bloudy blade to case Or headlong into th' sea himself to cast And so by swimming to get land at last And landing to the Trojan troops to hie Thrice both these wayes he did attempt to trie And thrice great Iuno his attempts did hinder Pitying the young prince with indulgence tender Thus on he sails with prosperous winde and tide At last at 's father Daunus town did ' bide Meanwhile by Ioves advise Mezentius stout Comes forth to fight and Trojans all about Joyning in good successe does now invade The Trojan troops who to him joyntly made And all at once at one alone they flie Their hands and hate do this one man defie But he much like a rock 'gainst mightie waves Withstands the furie of windes bigge outbraves Layes ope his rigid fides'gainst billows great And all the rage that seas or skies can threat It self unmov'd remains he 's even so And Dolichaons sonne did overthrow Hebrus with whom he Latagus did slay And Palmus as he from him ran away But Latagus he with a stone most great Even with a mountains part his brains out beat Palmus his hammes and legs he cut off
remain Eumenius Clytius sonne she first did slay Whose naked breast ope to her anger lay Which with her speare she pierc'd who flouds of gore Straight vomiting with teeth the ground he tore And dy'd in his own bloud On whom she slew Liris and Pegasus the one who drew His reins too strait curbing his floundring horse Th' other too weakly aiding she did force To follow him and headlong both do rush Next with a speare farre-off she fierce doth push At Hippodates sonne Amaster strong Tereus and Harpalycus ere long Stout Demoph'on and Chromis all she slew And look how many shafts this ladie threw So many Trojans dy'd Ornitus stout In arms most strange did flie the fields about On an Apulian beast in hunters pride Whose shoulders broad an oxes hyde did hide And for an helm on 's head a fierce wolfs head With grinning jaws white teeth discovered He in his hand a clownish club did weld In thickest troops 'bove all the rest beheld Him she assailed nor was this brave fact Effected when the troops retired back Assaulting slew and wrathfully thus said Proud Tuscane didst thou false thy self perswade That thou wast hunting wilde-beasts in a wood This day shall teach thee thou hast understood Erroniously and that by female force Yet tell thy fathers ghost 't is no mean course No common death thus by Camilla's lance To die This said forthwith she did advance Both at Orsilachus and Butes bold Two Trojans huge of body to behold But fiercely she at Bâ—tes her speare strake Which 'twixt his helm and corslet way did make Glistring about his neck his target strong By his left side hung danglingly along Orsilochus she subt'ly seems to flie On th'inner-side circling with policie Her foolified foe who thus again Her close pursues that chases him amain Then raising up her self with battle-ax great Together armour flesh and all she beat And on him praying prating double blows Nimbly redoubles till at head and nose Warm brains gush out and all-besmeare his face Then unawares arrived in this place And at first sudden sight somewhat afraid The war-like sonne of Aunus who long made Abode in Apenine none of the worst Of Ligures lying race whiles fates from first Permitted him to cheat who when he saw He by no slight nor flight could now withdraw From a sharp fight nor turn th'affronting dame He thought how he by craft some trick might frame And thus begins What so renown'd a fact Is it if thou a woman having backt So brave a beast dost boast and trust him so Leave thy swift horse alight to me below And hand to hand let 's bicker on the ground And fight on foot then shall it soon be found How fond thy flash of praise is who 'le best merit He ceas'd But she with hot enraged spirit Enflam'd with deep disdain her horse forsakes Commits him to her mate her self betakes To equall arms on ground her sword in hand And nimble shield thus stoutly she doth stand But now the lying lad thinking his cheat Succeeded right flies thence in frightfull heat He makes no stay but turns his reins with speed Sets spurres to 's nimble nagge hopes thus he 's freed Whereat sayes she Vain Ligur 't is in vain That thou thy pride of heart would'st thus maintain In vain 's I say thy countrey cousenage base Nor shall thy fraud thee shufle in safe case To thy fallacious father Annus vile Thus spake the ladie who in this meanwhile With light-heel'd flashy haste the horse o'retook Layes hold on 's bridle at him fiercely strook And thus in 's bloud reveng'd his knavish wrong Much like great Mars his bird the faulcon strong Flown from a loftie rock having in chace A swift aire-piercing dove in quivering case Which caught he keeps and does with 's tallons teare Forcing both bloud and feathers flie i'th'aire But Iove great founder both of Gods and men With watchfull eye looks from olympus then And Tuscane Tarchon to this fight invites And with sharp spurres of rage him soon incites Then into th'midst o' th' fight and failing bands Tarchon doth rush and stout on horse-back stands With various votes encouraging his wings And every one by name about he brings Re-cheering those that fled to th'fight to fall And thus he sayes What feare surrounds you all O still dull Tyrrhons ne're to be lamented What so great sloth hath you so circumvented What shall a woman force you to pale face Shall she you up and down so hunt and chase Why beare ye blades why weare ye weapons vain Ye stand not thus fond courâ—esie to strain Nor dreaming thus at Venus wanton sport At nightly warres or when with thick resort Bacchus his bag-pipe calls in companies Or when with beere and cheere ye gâ—rmandize O here 's your love here your delight most lies Whiles in high groves your priest glad tidings sings And to your sacrifice fat offrings brings This said his horse into the midst he spurres Himself much vext in heart fate first him stirres To set on Venulus most furiously Whom from his horse he pulls down instantly And with main force squeez'd him on his own breast Then mightie clamours were to heaven exprest And on him all the Latines cast their eyes Thus lightning flashing Tarchon forward flies Bearing down men and arms and as he past The iron of his speare brake off at last Yet still death-wounds to give all parts he pries And fighting he himself doth shield likewise From bloudie blades and force by force defies And as the lustie eagle loftie flies And in his claws a snatcht up dragon holds Which fast in 's feet he with sharp tallons folds But yet the pinching serpent wrigling wreathes His folding limbes and scales with hideous breathes And poys'nous hissings strugling sturdilie Yet ne're the lesse the eagle eagerlie Him pulls and pinches with his beak most strong And through the aire forcibly flies along Even so great Tarchon from Tyburtum bands Triumphantly beares the prey in his hands The Lydians likewise gladly imitate Their brave commanders pattern and good fate Then Aruns full of craft and subtiltie Subject himself to fatall destinie Rides round about Camilla with his lance His fortunes fitliest lab'ring to advance And wheresoe're in thickest troops she stood Thither doth Aruns slylie prying scud Where she from foes retreats a conqueresse stout Thither by stealth quick runs he wreathes about And this way that way every way doth trance And round he runs and shakes his death-sure lance By chance Choreus once a priest divine In Phrygian arms 'bove all the rest did shine Prancing his foaming horse adorned faire With rich caparisons brasse scales most rare Garnisht with gold himself most richly clad In fine outlandish scarlet purple sad His Cretian shafts he shot in Lycian bow His bow all gilt his shoulders hung below A priests gilt helm rich yellow coat he wore Whose dangling flaps gold buttons ty'de before A rare embroidered jacket robe
setled town and call it by the name Of thy Lavinia to her datelesse fame Thus first Aeneas then Latinus grave His hands and eyes lift up this answer gave The self same things I great Aeneas sweare Let sea and land and starres true witnesse beare And both Latona's broods and Ianus old With his two brows and hells force uncontrold And dues divine of plaguie Plutoes seat And let great Iove heare thus whose thunders great Do truces tie fright the fedifragous And hereupon our shrines I handle thus And midst o' th' flames I touch and Gods I call Of what I speak and vow to witnesse all No day shall Latines make this peace t' impeach Nor of these coards of concord to make breach Nor whatsoever chance betide will I By any force fall backward wilfully No though the seas hide earth with inundation Or heaven with hell should force fierce desolation And as this mace for in his hand by hap A mace he bare quite void of native sap Shall never sprout or spring with branches tender Nor ever any cooling shadows render Cut out o' th' wood and from the stock quite rent VVanting its root and boughs and bark all spent And cut away with tools but once a tree Though now with gold it garnished you see By cunning artists skill and thus made fit For Latine kings to hold in thrones that sit VVith such like words their peace they did conclude Amidst the princely peeres and multitude And then as custome was their beasts they slay And on the fire their sprawling inwards lay But all this while this match seems much amisse To all the Rutuls muttering much at this VVith various votes and thoughts and so much rather By how much their unequall strength they gather And Turnus his slow walks and paces sad And low dejected looks much feare do adde As he was humbly sacrificing there VVith hollow cheeks and childish totall feare VVhich muttering whiles Iuturna notes right well And how the peoples hearts both rose and fell Camertes count'nance counterfeiting she Famous for grandsires ancient pedigree And fathers fortitude which farre was blown And he himself valiant in arms was known She mixt her self amidst the thickest wings And craftily acquainted with all things Spread rambling rumours 'mongst them all and said O Rutuls are ye not with shame o'relaid Thus one mans life for many's to expose To danger great Equall me not our foes In number and in magnanimitie See here the Trojans and Arcadians lie And fatall troop Etrurians Turnus foes And if in fight we bravely them oppose They scarce have man for man He shall indeed To th' Gods whose altars he adores proceed And live by fame in all mens mouthes though dead But we our countrey lost live in dire dread Be slav'd to supercilious lords whiles we Lie lazing and permit it thus to be With these like words the youths hot thoughts she fires And more and more the murmure might acquires Through all the armie Now the Laurents stout And all the Latines wheel their thoughts about And they which lately lookt for rest from fight And safely from their sorrows now down-right Addicted are to arms wish the peace mar'd And with great grief Turnus hard hap regard And to all this Iuturna jugles more And from the heavens sends a signe them before Which more effectually than ought else yet Did mould th' Italians mindes for her most fit To foolifie them with a prodigie For as Ioves bird the eagle in cleare skie Soaring along drives little birds about And frights the chattering flock and wingie rout When with a sudden swoop and serious watch Hâ— gliding down a gallant swan doth catch And teares in'stallons hereat instantly Th' Italians courage take then cherpingly All the birds back do flie a most strange sight And with their wings do dim the skies cleare light And with a clustring cloud o're all the aire Their foe so much infest an over-beare That forc'd at last by force and ponderous waight He lets his prey fall into th' water straight And swiftly flutters from them into th' skie The Rutuls their auspicuous augurie With clamours loud adore to fight prepare Tolumnius specially a southsayer rare Stands forth and cries This this is it indeed Which I long looking for wish might succeed The Gods great power I know and glad embrace Brave Rutuls come come follow me apace Even me your captain let your swords take place Even you whom this base stragler by fierce broiles Would as those weak birds fright from native soiles And all your shores with fire and sword invade But he shall flie and with base retrograde Hoise sailes from hence and haste into the main You then with one consent your troops maintain Double your files and with your Martiall arm Defend your forlorn king from fatall harm This said he running forth at 's enemies Casts a strong dart which whisling fiercely flies Clean through the aire piercing all opposites And this and more a doubled din incites And all the armies startles and provokes And heats their hearts to fierce tumultuous strokes And as the speare flew on with furious chance Against nine brethrens bodies it did glance All whom one modest Tuscane mother bred â—o her Gylippus in chaste marriage-bed One of which nine standing i' th' midst it hits Just on the place whereon his brave belt fits And where a button clasps his clothes aside A lovely lad and full of Martiall pride And through his ribs it quickly perforated And on the sands his life soon terminated Hereat the other brethrens valiant band Enflam'd with grief take some their swords in hand Some deadly darts and furiously flie on Whom to oppose and fiercely set upon Laurentum troops flie out hence instantly The Trojans like an inundation high Break out and Agyllines Arcadians bold In gallant arms embroidered rich with gold Thus all had one hot heart to fight it out Their shrines snatcht up fierce tempests flie about Through all the aire and storms of deadly darts And showres of slicing swords to wound their hearts Their sacrificing censers thence they beare And flaming fires Latinus in great feare Makes haste away unto the Gods complaining Of their dishonour and the peace profaning Some from the chariots take their horses out And nimbly backing them do range about With naked swords in hand approach the fight Martiall Messapus full of war-like spight This late compacted peace now to confound Against Aulestes king and kingly crown'd Over the Tuscanes ran with full careere And to the ground him straight did over-beare And headlong him on head and shoulders cast Flat on his back upon an altar fast Whereat Messapus fiercely to him flies With speare in 's hand and as for life he cries And much intreats he with his beamie lance On horse-back strongly 'gainst him doth advance And with a mortall blow thus to him spake So so 't is well thou'lt a good offring make Th' Italians close him mangle him all-o're Whereat stout