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
apprehend Hesperia spoke of and faire Italie But who 'd have thought Trojans should e're come nigh Those parts or who did then Cassandra trust But to Apollo now submit we must And follow better fortunes This thus said VVe all his words most joyfully obey'd And parted from this place few left behinde Our ships do plow the seas vvith pleasant vvinde As thus our vvingy sails through vvaves do flie No land novv seen all sea all aire and skie Then o're my head a black blevv cloud did stand Whereby i' th' floud nightâ—storms seem'd neare at hand VVindes quick winde up the waves huge billows rise Flouds make our fleet to float day from our eyes Dark clouds rowl up wet night takes skie from sight And from cleft clouds flash out quick lightnings bright We wander through blinde seas our course crost quite Yea Palinurus did himself denie He could or day or night by heaven discrie Or know his way i' th' sea Three dayes together In foggy mists vve stray'd in stormie weather And three nights never having seen a starre The fourth day first vve land discri'd afarre Mountains peept up and chimney smoak ascended Our sails we slack our oares vve close attended No stay vve make our shipmen strenuously Slice up the foam sweep the blew flouds on high And first Strophadean shores from sea me save The Greeks these isles Strophades named have Isles in the great Ionick sea vvhere dwell Celaeno fierce and ravenous Harpyes fell E're since Phinëus house vvas from them shut And they from their first table-feares vvere put Then these vvere ne'remore hideous monsters found Then these the Gods great vvrath did ne're more wound VVhen rais'd from Stygian pools Birds of strange shape Foule fowles vvith virgins faces mouths which gape Still hunger-starv'd vvith most insatiate maws Which filthily hang loose hands vvith huge claws Here now i' th' port vve safely set behold VVe saw great droves of lusty fat beefs bold And flocks of goats feeding no herdsman by On vvhom vvith swords vve set and instantly The Gods yea Iove himself vve invocate Part of our prey with 's to participate Then on the ground beds spread we eat our meat But from the mountains with a bluster great And horrid noise the Harpyes on us light And with huge din clap their wings in our sight Snatch up our meat with filthie fists defilde And make most odious smells and screekings vvilde Again in a remote most private place Under a rock which shades and boughs did grace Our table set on shrines we sacrifice Again from hidden holes a crosse way flies Another troublous troop with hooky claws To catch the prey and fill their filthy maws Then straight to take up arms I charge my mates And to fierce fight each one accelerates Against that odious armie as I bad Their swords and shields i' th' grasse they hidden had Thus when to th' shore to us with noise they grew Misenus from an high hill did them view And with brasse trumpet sounds th' alarum straight My mates make head thick blows reduplicate Those foule sea-fowls to foile and profligate But nor their wings nor backs our blows could hurt For into th' aire they swiftly flie and flurt Leaving the half-got prey and prints behinde Of their foule feet Onely alone I finde Set on a steepie cliff Celaeno fierce Unluckie wizard who our hearts to pierce Brake out into these words Is 't vvarre indeed Perfidious Trojâ—ns must fierce vvarre proceed For our slain beeves and goats quite to expell Us harmlesse Hâ—rpyes from our native cell Then heare me and my words imprint in thee What mightie Iove to Phoeb Phoeb shewed to me I chief of furies will reveal to thee With winde and tide to Italie you go To Italie at last you shall do so But first e're you your citie edifie Fierce famine and our slaughters injurie Shall cause you quite devoure your store of meat And bring you to distresse nought left to eat This said away into the woods she flies Whereat bloud-chilling feare doth us surprise Our hearts did faint now not with powers but prayers We labour to make peace to cure our cares Whether bad birds or sacred fouls they be And old Anchises most devoutly he His hands stretcht forth the great Gods invocates And to them their due honours dedicates Great Gods sayes he spare threats avert these ills Appeased save good men that do your wills Then straight he bids us loose the ship from shore And hale the cables in The windes up boare Our faire spread sails and so we cut the seas And make our way where puffs and pilot please And first at sea we woodie Zacynth spie Samey Dulichium rockie Nerite high Ithaca's rocks we passe Laertes strait Vlysses native soile we execrate As we it passe To stormie Leucas hills We came and to Apollo's point vvhich fills Poore shipmens heart with feares Here vve at last Tir'd at a little town ariv'd and fast To come to shore our anchours out we cast Thus having found an unexpected land To Iove vve expiated out of hand Made vows and sacrifice and manly sport On Actium shore us'd in our Trojan court Our nakâ—d youths suppling their joynts vvith oyle Our countrey-vvrastling use â—o see our toile And danger past passing so many towns Of adverse Greece and midst of foe-mens frovvns This joy'd our hearts Now a full summer past By Northern icy blasts flouds frozen fast On a brasse shield vvhich on a post I hung Great Abas famous facts in verse I sung Saying Here Aeneas consecrates these arms Wonne from the conquering Greeks most fierce alarms Then from these shores to th' oares I bid them flie And they the seas beat brush most Iustily Soon vve lost sight of high Corcyra's towers And bare up by Epirus pleasant bowers VVhere entring Chaons port our course vve bend To brave Buthrotums citie to ascend Here vve rare things of note did understand Hovv Trojan brave Helenus did command The Grecian towns vvho Pyrrhus vvife did vved And vvore his crown and after married Andromache both of them Trojans bred I vvondred and my heart burnt vvith desire To greet the man and of these things t' enquire So on I past shores ships safe left behinde When as by chance I saw vvith mournfull minde Before the citie in a grove most green Neare Simois stream Andromache the queen Offring sad gifts an annuall sacrifice To Hectors ashes calling up likewise The ghosts to 's tombe 'bout which green turfs did grow And two more shrines her greater grief to show She consecrated had When me she saw And Trojan troops with me neare her to draw Distracted straight she seem'd strangely afraid At this so sudden sight she stood dismaid All vitall heat her corps did quite forsake And down she sunk long first at last she spake Is 't a true face bringst thou true news to me O God desse sonne liv'st thou or if thou be Rais'd from the dead tell me where 's Hector
blows the echoing woods resound No otherwise is this fierce duell found 'Twixt Troyes Aeneas and great Daunus prince Lab'ring each other strongly to evince With swords and shields the aire with clanging filling Then Iove himself to poise their fortune willing In equall balance for some distance stayes And to them both their severall fortune layes Which should with toiles triumph which fighting die Turnus himself rouz'd up his sword rais'd high Hoping untoucht to do what he did aim With all his might he smote the blow home came Whereat the Trojans crie the Latines tremble And both the bands in much amaze assemble To eye the issue But the bastard blade In pieces brake the blow thus frustrate made Who had he not straight fled had dead there lain As swift as winde he therefore flies amain Finding in 's hand a hilt to him unknown His hand now weaponlesse Fame thus hath blown That when he first to fight his coach ascended And furiously him to the battell bended 'Twixt feare and furie left his fathers blade And snatcht Metiscus sword for it and made Indifferent shift therewith whâ—les frightfully The scattered Trojans did before him flie But when he mindes Vulcanes strong tempered blade And that this siâ—lie sword by mortalls made Brake straight as brittle glasse the shivers small Glistring upon the ground as down they fall Then like a mad man Turnus flies about Through all the field here there windes in and out For all the Trojan bands had hedg'd him round And citie-walls and mightie moorish ground Aeneas also though his late wounds pain Pinching his knees did swift pursuit restrain Followes and foot to foot keeps to him nigh Much like a huntsman who with course and crie Of eager hounds a deere hath close i' th ' flouds Or girt with feare o'th'bloudie dart he scuds But frighted at the toiles and banks most high A thousand wayes does turn and winde and flie But yet the noble nimble Vmbrian hound With breathing chaps keeps close doth loose noground And now even now snaps him yet lets him slip Who from his cheated chaps doth quickly skip Loud cries are rais'd the brooks and banks about Re-echo thunder from the skies breaks out Turnus thus flying blamâ—s his Rutulâ—s all For his try'd sword by name doth each one call On th' other side Aeneas ruine threats And present death if any at his treats Dares him approach whose feare does them afright Menacing much to raze their citie quite And thus though wounded he his foe draws nigh And five round circling courses eagerly They finisht had leaping back here and there And for no pettie prize thus earnest were Even for no lesse then Turnus life and bloud By chance a sowre-leav'd olive-tree there stood Devoted to God Faunus venerable To mariners once when it stood most stable When they did shipwrack scape whereon they plac'd The gift wherewith they Lâ—â—rents Gods had grac'd And garâ—ents to the God were consecrated This tree the Trojans had eradicated Regardlesse of its use that so they might Prepare a full and faire field for the fight Here stuck Aeneas speare by force there cast And in the tender root was setled fast Aeneas stayes â—ssayes with his strong hand To pluck it out with 's speare to make him stand Whom he in running could not overtâ—â—e Turnus in rage and feare this prayer did make Favour me Faunus and this goodly ground Keep fast the speare since alwayes ye have found My sacred worship to your deitie Which Trojans wrong most sacrilegiously This said thus pray'd his prayers were not in vai For why Aeneas labouring with long pain And strugling at the stock yet by no might Could make the stump let go his fastned bite As thus he stirres and struggles all in vain The Daunian Goddesse did assume again Metiscus shape the wagoner before And to her brother doth his sword restore Venus being vext to see this nymph so bold Hastes to the speare and plucks it from its hold Thus both these warriours arm'd with sword and speaâ— Themâ—elves most bloudily bravely now they beare This proud of 's blade that joyfull for his lance With breathlesse blows to th'fight they readvance Meanwhile great Iove olympus soveraign high From 's yellow cloud casting his all-seeing eye Upon the combatants to Iuno spake Faire spouse when meanest thou an end to make What yet remains thou know'st and dost confesse Aeneas for to be a God no lesse That he belongs to heaven starres must him hold What dost thou build what hope in clouds thus cold Makes thee stay here think'st thou it fit to be A sacred God with mortall wounds to see Or that his sword for but by onely thee Iuturna nought could do should gotten be And brought to Turnus vanquisht hearts to cheerâ— O now at length faire Iuno cease forbeare To presse me with thy prayers thy self to fret With tart intestine grief me to beset With carking cares to give thee sweet content 'T is now come to the period of event Thou know'st I let thee both by sea and land Infest the Trojans and at thy command To wage fierce warres his house quite to deface And marriages to make in mournfull case Farther I now forbid to enterprise Iupiter ceast Iuno in submisse wise On th' other side reply'de All-sacred pheere Since first I knew thy mightie minde most cleare My Turnus and the world unwillingly I have relinquisht nor so sorrily Shouldst thou me see on this cold cloud to sit Suffring so many things fit and unfit But cloath'd in flames standing my troops about And fiercely firing all the Trojans out And as for poore Iuturna I confesse I bad her help her brother in distresse And for his life bad her all hazards trie But bow to bend or weapons to supplie This I ne're bad and to this truth I sweare By Styxes muddie peacelesse spring the feare And onely sacred oath the Gods do take And now I cease and all these fights forsake Yet this one thing which fates do not gainsay For Italie grant me I humbly pray And for the grace and honour of thine own That when they to a peacefull passe are grown By marriage made well be it so and when All rites and rules of peace are fixt by men That thou 'lt not change ancient Italians name Nor Troy or Trojans to weare out the same Let then their language and their weeds retain Let Italie and Albane peeres remain Let Romes rare offspring spread by Latian might Troy now is dead O let Troyes name die quite Iupiter smiling on her said most milde Thou art Ioves sister and Saturnus childe Yet can thy breast enchest such anger still Well go to then yet now subject thy will Cease thy vane rage begun I grant thy motion Willingly won herein to thy devotion Italians shall old kindes and customes keep And as 't is now their name in fame as deep Still stand and grow Trojans shall onely be A mixed body 'mongst them thou shalt
Under whose hieght the sea makes still retreat A shade there is with beauteous boughs o're head Made by a well-grown wood with leaves outspread Under the hanging boughs a rocky cave Wherein fresh waters were and seats most brave Of art-like stone the wood-nymphs habitation Where yet no fangy anchor made ship-station Hither Aeneas seven of 's barks had brought Of all his fleet and now to shore long sought And by his Trojans ardently desired They came and rest their faint limbes quite sea-tired And first Achates from a flint strikes fire Leaves were for tinder and more strength t' acquire Drie fuell added kindles to a blaze Then hungrie baking instruments they raise And fit their sea-harm'd corn and balace grain To grinde and bake their lost strength to regain Meanewhile Aeneas an high clift ascended And the vast sea in 's sight farre comprehended To see if he could spie Antheus stout Or Trojan galleys weather-driven about Capys or Caicus flags No ship he ey'd But three tall stragling stags on shore he spide The whole herd following fed upon the strand Here he stood still wiâ—h bow and shafts in 's hand Which his most kinde Achates for him held And first their high-horn'd leaders soon he fell'd Then all the rest o' th' horned troop he forced With his sharp shafts into thick woods where coursed He left not off till shooting he had got Seven stately stags to his seven ships t'allot To th' haven he hastes them 'mongst his mates imparted And wine which kinde Acestes when they parted From Sicils shore most generous frank and free In hogs-heads laded gave divided he And with these words their drooping hearts doth cheare O mates for yet past-perills fresh appeare O partners in farre worse perplexities God will at last end these our miseries You Scylla's rage rock-roaring dreads have past You have Charybdis gulf escapt at last Recall your courage and let go faint feare A time may come these things your thoughts may cheare By divers dangers various hard events To Italie we sail where sweet contents Fates will afford us there Troyes throne we 'le build Hold out with these hopes let your hearts be fill'd Thus he with words with cares his soule 's deprest Hope sat on 's face but grief his heart possest They then to their good cheere themselves addresse Some flay the skins some do the umbles dresse Some cut it into joynts some the meat spit Some set on pots some make great fires for it Then on the grasse set down they cheerly eat And with old wine fat ven'son are repleat All hunger stancht the tables ta'ne away Long talk began of their lost friends decay All anxious stood betwixt much hope and feare Whether fallen by fate or yet alive they were Or that the invocated Gods would heare But good Aeneas chiefly did lament His brave Orontes fatall hard event Valiant Amycus and Cloanthus high Lycus and Gyan slain by destinie And now it was that Iove from starrie skie Sail-bearing seas neare neighbouring lands did eye The ports and people all abroad commixt On Libya's realm from heaven his sight had fixt And as he thus did muse on mens affaires Venus wâ—th eyes of teares heart full of cares Sayes to him O great king of Gods and men Whose datelesse laws and lightnings hamper them What so foule fact hath mine Aeneas wrought What my poore Trojans to such ruine brought From all the world for Italie thus driven Surely from hence a promise great was given That once times revolution forth should bring A Romane branch from Teucers stemme to spring Which should be conquering Lords of sea and land And why great sire does not this sentence stand With these faire hopes Troyes hardest haps I staid And with these fates I crossing fates repaid But still their former turmoils them distresse Great king when wilt thou their great toiles redresse Antenor could escape Greeks thickest strength And piercing through Illyria safe at length Passe through Liburnia and Timavus swift Whence nine great streams issuing with headlong drift And from the mount with mightie din descending Make a burst sea the banks and fields transcending Yet he strong Padua built and planted all His Trojans and did them by 's owne name call In 's temples thus advancing Troyes brave arms In peace his people settled free from harms But we thine ofspring plac'd by thee in heaven Our ships most wofully lost from us driven For ones displeasure are betray'd to wrack And farre from Italy are forced back Is this the palm the prize of pietie Are we thus rais'd to regall dignitie On whom great Iove casting a courteous smile With lovely looks which heaven earth reconcile Kissing his daughter kindely thus he said Sweet Cytherea cease to be afraid The fates are firmly thine and thou shalt see Thy promis'd Latine-cities built to be Thy great Aeneas lifted to the skies Nothing shall revocate these destinies He for since this thee grieves I 'le tell thee all And our old hid fate-records will recall Shall wage fierce warres th' Italians shall subdue Build them strong towns and make them statutes new Untill Sol thrice the globe hath circled round And three yearâ—s king of Latiâ—es he be crown'd But his Ascâ—nius young Iâ—lus nam'd For Ilus 't was whiles th' Ilian state stood fram'd Full thirtie yeares shall reigne and from Lavine Transferre the throne and Alba's strength combine Here shall great Hectors race to rule be seen Three hundred yeares till Ilia priestly queen With childe by Mars two at a birth shall bring Whence wolf-nurst Romulus shall reigne as king Build martiall towns and Romanes call by 's name Whose state no date whose strength no time shall tame A boundlesse empire I them give Beside Fierce Iuno who molests the whole world wide Shall reconciled be and with me nourish The Romane gowned Lords o're all to flourish Thus we decree yea in times due processe Tro's sonnes Achilles race shall much distresse To bondage brought and conquer'd Greece suppresse Then shall great Caesar spring from Troyes high race Whose throne the seas whose fame shall heaven embrace Iulius so called from Iülus grave Whom crown'd with Eastern spoils thou glad shalt have In heaven who shall with votes be invocated Fierce warre shall then on earth be moderated Pure Faith and Pietie Remus and 's brother Shall reigne give laws warres rage smoothly smother With bolts and barres lockt fast in Ianus gates Base civil broiles chain'd in resistlesse straits And shackled there with hundred fettering gyves Sits bound with bloody mouth frets fumes and strives This said he sends from heaven swift Mercurie To ope the earth and Carthage courteously To Trojan guests leâ—â— Dido of their caâ—e Ignorant should them from her confines chase Through th' aire he winged glides o're Carthage hovers Gives Libyans tender hearts and there discovers Great Ioves command Chiefly the queen exprest To th' Trojans her benigne and bounteous breast But good Aeneas full of thoughts by night
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
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
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
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
who by false sentence dy'd Yet lot and law these to their place apply'd Minos th' inquisitour the lots doth cast And spies and tries their lives and follies past Next they lie mourning who with guiltlesse smart Hating their lives their own hands pierce their heart Then though they spilt their bloud yet now'd be glad To suffer earths worst toiles then hells pains bad But fates forbid and hells most loathsome lake And Styxes nine-fold streams tie them to th' stake Not farre from thence lie all the fields about For so men call them of the weeping rout Here all whom tyrannizing love did slay With piercing passions these in by-paths lay Hid under myrtle boughs whose grief of heart Still stings them and in death doth not depart Here he beheld Procris and Phaedra faire Eriphyle her sonnes wounds laying bare Euadne he and Phasiphe did finde And Laodamia to her pheere most kinde Caeneus now a woman once a lad Yet re-transfigur'd for her follies bad 'Mongst whom he spi'de Sidonian Dido there Wandring i th' wood her love-wound fresh t' appeare WhoÌ„ Troyes brave prince approaching near scarce knew Through the thick shade like Luna whose first view A man through clouds doth see or thinks he sees He weeps and speaks such sugred words as these Distressed Dido ah that sad report Was too too true brought to me from thy court That thou wast dead and with a sharp sword slain Alas sweet lady I did cause thy bane Yet I protest by starres and deities And by firm faith if under ground it lies I left thy land faire queen against my minde And here the Gods commandments me do binde To traverse up and down these foggy shades Through thornie paths and deep dark dumpish glades Nor could I e're beleeve that it could be That my departure could so cruciate thee Ah stâ—y vvith me fly not away so fast Whom shun'st thou since this talk must be our last Thus spake Aeneas thinking therewithall To swage their grief and flouds of teares let fall She frowning fixt her angry eyes on ground Nor was more mov'd with all he could propound Then is hard flint or Parus rock obdure At last she from him breaks into obscure And bushy vvoods flying most angrilie VVhere her first spouse Sichâ—â—â— courteously Answered her vvoes vvith equall love repayd At this hard hap Aeneas vvas dismay'd Yet vveeping follows her aloof apace Lamenting much her absent vvofull case Thence on he goes and at the last they came To th' utmost fields where men of Martiall fame Did walk about here he Tydeus meets And Mars-like Parthenopeus kindely greets Adrastus gastly ghost and here he spies Such Trojan lords as caus'd full weeping eyes They being slain in warre he knows them all In their rare ranks and many a teare le ts fall Glaucus Thersilocus Medon all three Antenors sonnes he sadly there did see Polybetes great Ceres priest most stout Idaeus still in 's chariot drawn about Still brandishing his blade soules thick do flock On both sides making him their gazing-stock One sight sufficeth not they stay stand still Make neare approach and know the cause they will Why how he came But Greeces peeres most stout And those of Agamemnons warre-like rout Spying the man and his drawn glistering blade Through the thick mists extreamly all afraid Some flie away as once to ship to get Some gape to speak whose gapes their speech do let And here at last he saw in wofull case King Priams Deïphobus mangled face And all o're wounded corps most cruelly Yea his faire face defac'd uncomelily His broken brows both hands both eares and nose All quite cut off by his most barbarous foes Scarce he him knew trembling in wofull wise Lab'ring to hide those dire deformities Yet in a well known tone thus he cries out Deare Deïphobus valiant stern and stout Sprung from Troyes royall stemme what savage minde To take such foule revenge in 's heart could finde O who had power to use abuse thee so Fame did report and I nought else did know But that in dead of night thou wearied With slaying Greeks didst fighting fall down dead On heaps of them Then I in vain did frame On Rhetian shores a tombe unto thy fame And to thy soule sent three salutes most deep And made that place thy name and fame to keep Thy body there faire friend I could not see Nor as I would my countrey left give thee A worthy buriall Deïphobus here Sayes Nothing 's left undone O friend most deare To Deïphobus thou all dues hast payd All buriall rites but here alas I 'm stayd And drown'd in this distresse by fates decree And base Lacaena's fatall villanie She left me these sad monuments of woe For as we all you cannot choose but know And too too well remember that last night Did spend in frolick but most false delight When first that fatall horrid horse o'releapt Our Trojan walls when from his paunch out stept His swelling troops of armed foot-men fierce She feigning votes in Bacchanalian verse Led up and down our quaffing Phrygian dames And in her hand held forth bright burning flames And from their camps call'd out the Grecians bold Then cumbring cares and sleepinesse did hold Me prest to rest in my unhappie bed And sweet deep sleep had me now vanquished And laid like one quite dead This worthy wife Meanwhile my arms the safegard of my life And trusty sword purloyn'd and stole away Set my doores ope call'd in without delay Her Menelaus hoping thus to endere His love to her and all past ills to cleare What needs more words they burst into my bed Together with Vlysses mischiefs head Great Gods repay those Greeks with vengeance due If it be just which I request of you But what strange chance hath brought thee thus alive To us Tell me likewise what seas did drive Thee to these parts or was 't the Gods decree Or to these toiles hath fortune forced thee To tread these sad and sunlesse wearying wayes Thus with this talk Aurora's radiant rayes Had guilded half-o're heavens huge axletree And haply all their time thus spent might be But that the Sibyll his most watchfull mate Said Good Aeneas night doth properate And we with weeping waste the time in vain Here see the way divides it self in twain 〈…〉 way which leads by Pluto's gate Will bring us the right way t' Elysium straight But the left leads to Tartars torturing cell The place where damned soules are plagu'd in hell Then Deïphobus said Prime priest be still If I offend I 'le back my number fill And shelter me in shades Go thou O go Thou glorie of our land the heavens bestow Better good luck on thee This having said As soon as spoke away from them he made Aeneas quick lookt back and soon espi'de A spacious castle on a rocks left side With a strong threefold mightie wall surrounded Which Phlegethons fierce fierie river bounded And did thick ratling stones evaporate Before
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
But that faire sonne in law from forrain parts Thus writers say to cheere Italian hearts Whose bloud and birth our name should stellifie And this your prince if e're with verity I ought could augurate I hope and pray May be the man This said without delay Out of three hundred stately steeds that stood In faire-built stables at their manger-food To every Trojan he a choice horse gave Most swift of foot in purple trappings brave With dangling rich embroidred breast-plates faire And champing in their mouths gilt bits most rare And to their absent prince he also sent A chariot with two coursers excellent Of heavenly breed who breath'd out flames of fire Engendred of that kinde celestiall sire Which quaint Daedalian Circe did contrive On mortall mares bastardly to derive With these rare gifts and sweet words of the king They bravely mounted peace t' Aeneas bring But now behold still jangling Iuno fierce From Grecian Inachus the aire doth pierce And from Sicilian Pachyns parts espi'de Aeneas joyfull all his fleet to ' bide In supine safety all his men intent 'Bout buildings faire of confines confident His ships forsaken Hereat angrily Shaking her head in sharp perplexitie These words she thundred from her boyling breast An hatefull brood fates 'gainst our fates addrest What were not all in Troyes fierce battells slain And were they captiv'd yet could not be tane And was Troy fir'd yet could not burned be Could they through thickest troops and burnings flee Now sure my supreme power as tyr'd must lie And must I rest yet wrath not satisfie Yet I have them pursu'de quite chas'd from Troy And on those vagrants brought all seas annoy And on them spent my spleen by sea and lands And yet alas what good do deep quick-sands What 's Scylla sharp Charybdis vaste to me Since they in their wisht Tyber lodged be In spight of seas and me Mars had the power The mightie Centaures nation to devoure Diana could obtain my Ioves consent On ancient Calydone her rage to vent What so foule fact could Centaures perpetrate Or Calydone such plagues to tolerate But I Ioves mightie spouse who all means try Which angry I could use or each way spie Am vanquisht by Aeneas If my might Be still too weak I 'le seek where-e're for right If heaven refuse to heare I 'le rouse all hell And since from Italie I see right well I cannot keep him since fates firm decree Is that Lavinia shall t' him married be Yet I all rubs and remoras will use Yet I fierce flames of discord will infuse 'Twixt both those nations With this precious prize The sonne and father in law shall sympathize And Trojans and Rutulians bloud shall be The damsells dowrie and Bellona she Shall be her bride-maid nor fierce Cissean flames Shall onely be the birth of Trojan dames But why may not dame Venus brat prove so A second Troy-novant with woe To set on fire This said she angriely To earth descends and rais'd up instantly From deepest darks the furies fearefull seat The hag Alecto hell woe-worker great Whom bloudy battells chiefly do delight And impious acts snares slaunders and despight Whom even her father Pluto loathes and hates And all her hellish sisters for debates Such frowning faces and such mouths she makes So serpentine she seems full of foule snakes VVhose madnes Iuno thus incites and sayes Great maid black midnights imp thy choice assayes And proper projects lend me straight thou must Lest my renown sore shaken lie i th' dust Lest Trojans work Latinus to a match And all Italia's confines thereby catch Thou canst belovedst brethren force to fight And overturn whole families by spight And cast from house to house combustious flames Assume a thousand shapes false feigned names And thou a thousand cheating tricks canst use Then pump thy plenteous breast break off abuse Their peace compacted sowe thick seeds of warres Their youths do look like long for Martiall jarres Alecto straight swollen with Gorgonean spells And pest'lent poisons flies to Lâ—tiums cells And Laurents kingly court and silent sits Close at Amata's doore which place best fits Whose breast began to boyle with discontent With female feares and cares most vehement That Trojans and that Turnus wooers came The hag that quickly did observe the same From off her head one of her blew snakes drew And at her breast into her heart it threw By which this hag the whole house might molest The snake slips slily 'bout her tender breast Roules up unfelt and her with furie fills And viperous venome to heart burning ills Then like a chain of gold her neck he twists And wreathes about her haire like hairelace lists And sliperily about her bodie frisks But e're first power of pour'd-in poison had Soakt through her senses kindled flames most mad Or all her intellectualls quite possest With wonted motherly milde terms addrest She spake unto her spouse and much complain'd About her daughter that he entertain'd Those Trojan wooers Must great king said she Our daughter deare Lavinia married be Unto those Trojan vagrants carest thou not For thine and mine and her more noble lot Whom that perfidious wretch will soon forsake VVith the first windes that blow and him betake To sea and like a pirate false make prey Of our deare daughter was not this the way That that base Trojan shepherd took when he VVith Helen did from Lacedâ—mon flee To Troy And where 's thy faith so often plighted Thy wonted care of kindred All now slighted Thy promise to our cousen Turnus great Say that the Gods bad thee from forrain seat To seek a sonne in law and say thou art By Faunus his commands much toucht in heart Yet I suppose each state from our state free May be held strange and so it sure may be The Gods did mean And if you please t' enquire For Turnus pedegree you 'le finde his sire Acrisius and great Grecian Inacus Whiles all these words in vain she vented thus To trie Latinus whom she found averse And that all o're wraths poison did her pierce Then full of monstrous furie spight and spleen She madly 'bout the streets to rage was seen Much like a scourged gygge box-top or ball Which boyes are wont to scourge about a hall Or open yard with lashes whipt about Which with quick spinnings windes works in and out The boyes whip close the top about doth flie And roundly frisks and never still doth lie The lively lads make sport and wonderment From hand to hand to see it nimbly sent The more it spins the more they whip it on And laugh and leap to see it comne and gon With such fierce flutterings up and down the streets She rangeth rageth as she people meets Moreover fiercely to the woods she flies Doth feigned feasts of Bacchus enterprise Attempts more frantick mischief playes mad pranks And hides her daughter in the woodie banks The Trojans nuptiall rites thus to protract And Ho ho Bacchus cries with rage
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
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
for he spi'de Euryalus to too much wrath inclinde And nought but bloud and slaughter still to minde Let 's now surcease sayes he for tell-tale day Hastens upon us and we must away Enough revenge we now exhausted have And through our foes our passage purchas'd brave Much wealth they left behinde silver and gold Rich arms rare bowls faire carpets to behold Euryalus had from king Rhamnes ta'ne Rich gold-bost trappings when he had him slain And golden girts which wealthie Caedicus At the league linking sent to Remulus As friendly gifts and which he dying gave Unto his nephew after death to have But he being dead the Rutuls got that prey In warre Euryalus took these away And but in vain upon his shoulders strong With courage brave bare them with him along Messapus handsome helm with comely crest Fitting him well he wore Thus then addrest They past the camp and on securely went Meanwhile a troop of horse which forth were sent Out of Latinus town whiles all the rest Of th' armed bands stayd in the camp addrest Past on unto king Turnus to declare The message sent three hundred men there were All bravely arm'd Volscens their Generall Who now drew neare the camp approacht the wall When those farre off did both those two perceive Hastily them on the left hand to leave And young Euryalus his helmet gay By the nights glimmering light did them betray He most unmindefull of the glist'ring brightnesse The helmet did reflect against least lightnesse VVhich fairely seen Volscens aloud did say Stay masters stay why passe ye on this way VVhy are ye arm'd and whither are ye bound They answered nought but swift away they wound And scud into the wood hoping dark night VVould them advantage thus to scape by flight The horsemen 'bout known-turning paths do lie And here and there each passage fortifie VVith a strong guard The wood was wide o're-grown Full of great oaks and prickly bushes known And scratching briers and brambles and thereby VVayes were shut up and paths most hard to spie And shade of trees and heavy weight of spoiles Molest Euryalus with tedious toiles And ignorance o' th' way did him delude But Nisus got away his foes eschew'd And unadvised had escapt that place Not thinking on Euryalus his case Which afterward was call'd from Alba faire Albanus where king Latines stables rare Were situated Nisus here made stay And but in vain finding his friend away O where sayes he Euryalus have I Unhappie I thee left in miserie O whither should I go to follow thee Straight hereupon away he back doth flee Through those perplexed paths pries all about The crooked woods false creeks and nooks throughout Observes each passage as he backward goes And through thick thickets where no way he knows Horses he heares he heares a noise at last And signes of some at heels him following fast Nor was it long ere clamours came to 's eares Nor ere Euryalus poore case appeares VVhom all the band through errour of the place And darksome night and coming-on apace Of th' enemie swiftly and suddenly Had now surpriz'd yet fighting valiantly And what should he do now what strength expresse What force to free the young man from distresse VVhat should he dying rush i' th' midst of 's foes By honour'd death make haste his life to lose Advancing straight his arm shaking his lance Thus to the Moon he did his votes advance Faire Goddesse thou thou seest our present woe Help us this danger great to undergo O thou starres state woods warder daughter faire Of Titan bright if on thine altars rare My father Hyrtacus did e're for me Presents present if I my self to thee In hunting have augmented thine oblations And on thy scutchion hung due adornations Great gracefull gifts on sacred posts made fast Grant then I pray I may at least at last Vex and perplex this troop most turbulent Do thou my darts direct to that intent Thus having said and pray'd with all his might He cast a dart which pierc'd black shades of night And flying lighted on and brake in twain Great Solmons targe piercing with mortall pain His vitall part his heart he 's overthrown And with a deep and heart-string-breaking groan Disgorg'd a floud of luke-warm bloud and straight He waxed cold because inanimate The souldiers diverse wayes do look about And see a fiercer then the first flie out For he by 's eare levell'd another dart Which whiles they troubled stood with fatall smart Whistlingly flying Tagus temples twain Did penetrate and stuck fast in his brain Volscens hereat grew violent and mad Not knowing th' author of these facts so bad Nor upon whom deserv'd revenge to take But as for thee sayes he I 'le surely make Thy bloud requite the death of both my friends Thus at Euryalus his sword he bends Straight noble Nisus thereat much molested In rage cries out seeing his friend infested Himself not willing longer now to hide Or so great sorrow in his friend to ' bide 'T was I Rutulians I that did the deed Here here I am against me me proceed And set your swords on me revenge to take My hand and heart did all this mischief make He durst not do this deed alas not he Nor could he do it by these heavens you see And testifying starres I truth protest Onely his love he hath too much exprest Unto his friend me his unhappy friend These words he spake but they their swords do bend With utmost force against Euryalus And through his sides vvith rancour venomous They pierce his heart and he falls down stark dead Whose hearts gore-bloud doth all his parts o'respread His neck between his shoulders doubled lay Even as the plow to make his furrowed way Cuts down a violet faire which withering dies Or like tall poppy which by showres from skies O're-laid from its weak neck hangs down the head But Nisus nobly shaking off all dread Burst into thickest foes and singles out From all the rest their leader Volscens stout With whom alone he would the combate trie About both whom the totall troop doth flie And neare at hand still Nisus they molest Who nimbly still stomack and strength exprest And bravely whiskt about his bloudy blade Till this Rutulian crying loud dismayd He sheath'd his sword in 's mouth thrust down his throat And made his soule sing a harsh dying note Himself being wounded mortally also O're his friends body he himself did throw And so at last in pleasing rest expir'd Both fortunate both in their love admir'd If my poore layes their praise could dignifie No age should e're blot out their memorie As long as brave Aeneas kin remain And Rome her Capitol shall firm sustain And Romanes o're the world have emperie So long my lines their loves should magnifie The sad Rutulians with their spoiles and prey Though â—onquerours unto their camp convay Their Volscens slain with many a weeping eye And for king Rhamnes fatall destinie And for
Turnus troublous match wishing withall That he alone which would be principall And sole commander of all Italie Should solely with his sword the battell trie Old testie Drances these things aggravates And testifies 'gainst him alone to 's mates And counsells and encourages as right That Turnus onely should be call'd to fight Much altercation was both con and pro But yet the queens great presence crost it so And so protected Turnus Martiall fame That to her bent she made their mindes to frame In midst of these commotions tumults great Behold th' embassadours sent late to treat With Diomedes sadly bring back news That notwithstanding all means they could use All cost and pains they nothing could effect With gold or gifts but us'd with disrespect No prayes prevail'd Latines must look elsewhere For Martiall help or else they all did feare With Troyes great prince they must a peace request Hereat king Latines heart great grief exprest The Gods great wrath and graves fresh 'fore their eyes Made them conclude Aeneas enterprise Fatall to be and with heavens cleare consent Therefore in haste they call a parliament Straight all the empires Peeres are call'd to court And thither with huge confluence resort The aged king Latinus with sad look In honour chief chief place amongst them took And now he bade th' embassadours comne late From faire Aetolia's town to promulgate What news they brought all plainly to explain And all to heare them silent do remain Venulus then with due observance spake Grave patriots we a perfect view did take Of Diomedes and his Grecian plains And safe have past all our great journeys pains We kist that hand which Troy did ruinate And saw his citie Argiripa's state So nam'd from native soile which victour he In Gargan-Iapyx plains would built should be We being entred having audience faire Present our gifts our nation name declare Who on us warr'd what us to Argos drave These things thus heard he with a count'nance grave And sweet reply'd O nation fortunate Once Saturns throne ancient Ausonians state What froward fate your peacefull mindes molests And you with unknown warres so much infests All we who-e're that Troyes faire fields did spoile I speak not of those woes which Martiall toile Under her walls didwrack but those rare spirits In Simois slain we all have our due merits Now soundly smart for those impieties Such as even Priam sure would sympathize Witnesse Minerva's most tempestuous starre Euböian rocks which did against us warre Caphares conquering banks That warfare fierce Did us to diverse seas and shores disperse For Menelaus Atreus sonne most stout To Proteus pillars hurried was about Vlysses saw the Aetnean Cyclops fierce Why should I Neoptolems realms rehearse Idomeneus towns and Gods destroy'd And Libyck Locrians woefully annoy'd Yea Agamemnon Greeks great Generall Had by his wicked wife his fatall fall As soon as e're come home and Asia ta'ne Adulterous Aegisthus in 's throne did reigne Yea and even me the Gods did plainly hate As my returning home did intimate When I had hope my loving wife to see And Calidonia from all mischief free Now with prodigious visions I am vext And my deare mates vvhich hath my heart perplext To see their vvoefull state are flown away And vvith birds vvings as birds about do stray In vvoods and flouds filling the rocks vvith cries And I e're since feare such like miseries For frantick I have vvounded vvith my blade Celestiall bodies and a vvound have made In Venus hand Move me not then I pray To more such fights vvhich me thus mischief may Nor vvith the Trojans since Troyes fall in fight I never vvill attempt nor take delight To think upon their ancient miserie As for the gifts which ye have brought to me Let them to prince Aeneâ—s carried be For vve have fought and bickered hand to hand And trust me who have try'd most stout he 'le stand Upon his shield and fiercely whirling darts If Ida had bred two more such stout hearts Dardan through Graecia clearely pierced had And vve in woe bewail'd our fates as bad For vvhatsoever stout procrastination Was in Troyes furious warres continuation 'T was Hectors and Aeneas Martiall hand That ten yeares made our conquest anxious stand Both stout of heart both were in arms most strong But unto this did worthily belong Prime praise for 's pietie as for you then By all means make ye peace with these great men But if ye will to arms stand on your guard And thus most mightie prince thou hast both heard The answer and advises to thee sent Touching this mightie warres most dire event Scarce had th' embassadours thus made an end But that their muttering mouths forth forthwith send Vast various humming noise confusedly Like stones which 'gainst a rivers current lie The bubling streams 'gainst them rough ratlings make And neighbouring banks of'ts dashing din partake But soon as e're their mouthes and mindes were still The king first having pray'd thus vents his will From his rich throne At first as 't was most fit And I great Latines most desired it I would have settled these affaires of state And not a councel now necessitate When foes besiege our walls Beleeve me sirs We have begun represselesse helplesse stirres Against God-guarded war-like men we fight In battells undefatigable quite Whose hearts though vanquisht cannot banisht be From sword and shield If hope of help ye see In stout Aetolians troops entreated late Let who s' will trust that hope for 't is most strait And small or none at all as 't is too plain For other things ye see how they remain In tottering state 't is open in your eyes And fast and loose in your own hands it lies I tax not any all have done their best What might be hath been valiantly exprest But give me leave and I will briefly show What thwarting thoughts within my heart do flow There is an ancient land which large doth lie Toward the West to our faire Tyber nigh And on Sicilia's boarders butting out Which the Aruncians and Rutulians stout Do plow and sow and though much out of heart Yet into pastures they do it convert All this large land and piny mountains high Let us give to the Trojans instantly And peace compound and faire conditions make And them our friends and fellows to us take And let them if themselves do like it well Amongst us build amongst us friendly dwell But if they minde to seek some other land And that they will relinquish this our strand Let 's furnish them with twentie ships most tall Of strong Italian oak or if they shall Have need of more then more we may them spare For all materialls by the river are Already ready let themselves also Their vessels number and their fashions show But workmanship and brasse and tacklings strong We will them give and that to ships belong Besides I think it fit what we should send An hundred legates these affaires to tend And
them busie stand Slicking their breasts clapping them with their hand To cheere them up and combe their mains rough haire Himself puts on his corslet shining faire With glistring gold and streaks of tinne most bright His sword and shield and helmet fits to th'fight His sword I say which ignean Vulcane gave Unto his father Daunus dipt most brave I' th' Stygian stream to make it strong and bright Then from a pillar standing bolt-upright I' th' midst o' th' room a mightie lance he takes And in his hand it furiously he shakes Actor Aruncus spoile thus then he said O thou my speare which ne're deny'dst me aid When I desir'd the time is now at hand Once mightie Actor us'd thee to command But Turnus now thee in his hand doth hold O grant with thee I may his carcase cold Lay low on ground and by thee my brave speare With my strong hand the pull'd off corslet teare Of that henâ—hearted Phrygian and most just Smeare his perfumed smelling locks i'th'dust Curled and crisp'd with heated irons neat Thus up and down with rage and furie great He breathes outbraves and makes wrath-sparkles â—lie And flames of indignation flash in 's eye As when a bull a furious fight intends Aire-frighting bellows forth he forthwith sends And with madhead his horns whets on the ground Buts truncks of trees to fight with windes turns round Playes with the dust plowes up the earth in spight Aeneas also fits him for the fight Arm'd in his mothers arms Mars invocates And him to th'combate wrath exasperates Rejoycing that by this thus offered truce There was good hope to peace warre to reduce Then sad Iülus feares and all his mates He comforts by discovering all his fates And bids the messengers shew to their king The rules for peace and truth of every thing Next morn when day with light scarce sprinkled had The mountain tops so soon as Sol most glad Gave reins to 's coursers with a full careere Mounting from sea snorting out day most cleare From their light-breathing nostrills when with speed Trojans Rutulians busily proceed To bound the limits of their field to fight Under the citie-walls i'th'cities sight And 'twixt them both they fire and water brought And to their Gods they grassie altars fraught In linen cloath'd with sacred vervine crown'd Thus first come forth the Latine bands renown'd The Trojans then and Tuscanes follow fast And troops with various weapons with them past As comptly promptly arm'd with blades most bright As if they all were instantly to fight And in the midst of these their thousands bold Their captains praunce in scarlet and in gold And Trojans brave Mnestheus Asyla's forces And stout Messapus rider rare of horses Great Neptunes offspring All then at the signe Now given to their set-stations do incline Their speares i'th'ground they pitch their shields let fall Then with desire to see the women all Flock forth and young and old and weak and strong Climbe turrets high and up and down they throng Some o're house ridges stride some on high gates To all high standings each one properates But Iunâ— from a mountain steep and tall Which now adayes Albanus men do call But then was namelesse famelesse quite neglected Survayes the Martiall field being much affected Views both the Laurent and the Trojan bands And in what state the Latines citie stands Then to Iuturna Turnus sister she Thus said Faire nymph to whom is granted free Authoritie o're roaring rivers swift For from above great Iove gave her this gift When she was stript of her virginitie Rare nymph of flouds the lustrous braverie To us most neare and deare thou well dost know Of all the Latine ladies which do go To mightie Iupiters ungratefull bed That thee alone I kindely suffered And lovingly in heaven gave thee a place Learn then of me thy present piteous case And do not me Iuturna henceforth blame For I as farre as fates would grant the same And destinies decreed have still protected Latiums affaires Turnus and 's towns affected But now I see the young prince overmatcht And by fates frowning day decreed quite catcht In snares ofhastning death nor can mine eyes Endure this fight and curs'd confederacies If therefore now thou any good canst do Then for thy brother it with speed ensue As 't is most fit perhaps fates may afford Better successe Scarce had she said that word When from her eyes Iuturna showr'd out teares And twice or thrice her breast she beat with feares Cease straight sayes Iuno now 's no time to weep Make haste thy brother if thou canst to keep From speedie death and or with Martiall broile Enflame them or their peace begun go spoile Be bold I 'le beare thee out With these perswasions She leaves her cumbred with most fierce invasions Of wounding thoughts Meanwhile the kings proceed Latinus in a chariot with swift speed Drawn by foure horses gallantly bedeckt With twelve-fold golden wreathes whose rare aspect Shone like his gransires glorious sun-beam bright Turnus goes next drawn with two horses white Grasping in 's hand two steelie-lances strong Then grave Aeâ—eas bravely goes along The basis of Romes regall progenie With 's starrie shield glistring refulgently And heaven-given arms with whom Ascanius came The second hope Romes empire fast to frame Thus on I say they to the camp proceed Their priest aray'd in pure and spotlesse weed Drawes forth a brislie sowes young porker faire And unshorn sheep to th'burning altars rare Bringing the beasts They then their faces bent To the ascending sunne on the beasts spent Their salt and bran and with their sizers keen They clip the haire and wooll their brows between And on their altars poure out bowles of wine Then with drawn sword Aeneas grave divine Thus vents his votes Bright Sol my witnesse be And thou O Latium who both heare and see Me praying and for whom I undergo These mightie toiles and thou great Iove also Yea and Saturnian Iuno whom I pray A kinder Goddesse be wrath laid away And thou renowned Mars who at thy will All warres dost regulate and order still And springs and rivers all I invocate And whatsoe're heavens power do venerate And all that in the azure flouds do go If on Italian Turnus chance bestow The victorie we vanquisht will depart Unto Euanders town with readie heart Iülus also shall your land quite cleare Nor shall our Trojans arms against you beare Or ever after give you least distaste Or with their swords your territories waste But if to us Mars grant the victorie Which I much rather hope by destinie And pray the Gods would rather ratifie I neither will Latines subjection crave Unto us Trojans nor your kingdomes have But that both Trojans and Italians be Link'd by one law in endlesse amitie I 'le guide you to the Gods and sacred rites Have power great father in law in Martiall fights Have and enjoy grave sire thy soveraigntie My Trojans onely shall me edifie A
most distastfull stirres hereat he cries Alas alas what wofull miseries Are to this citie come thus to molest it And that strange turmoiles variously infest iâ— This said enrag'd his horse rein'd-in he stayes Whereat his sister who her old pranks playes Seeming Metiscus still i' th' coach remains Guiding his coach and horse ruling the reins Sayes thus to him Brave brother this way haste This way the Trojans first and best thou may'st Fully subdue here conquest gate stands ope The town has troops enough with them to cope Aeneas close on our Italians lies And fiercely fights with all his companies Let us then also with our furie fell Go send those Trojans soules in post to hell So shalt thou part in equall parity No lesse in number nor in dignity Turnus reply'de O sister now I know That thou by craft at first didst overthrow Our treated truce these warres didst work again But now faire Goddesse all thy craft's in vain But pray thee tell me who from heaven thee sent To undergo these troubles turbulent Was it to see thy wofull brothers bane For what do I what help can hap me gain I saw before mine eyes Murrhanus kinde Than whom to me more deare earth none can finde I heard him call me one of mightie merit Who though now dead yet dy'd with dauntlesse spirit Unhappie Vfens also slain doth lie That he might not survive our infamie And Trojans now his corps and arms enjoy And shall I suffer 't is the last annoy Which onely yet remains our buildings flame And not resist dire Drances foretold shame And shall I flie and shall this nation see Turnus a turn-coat fugitive to be And should it now be shame in me to die O ye the ghastly ghosts which low do lie Be ye propitious for the heavens do frown To you my sacred soule shall now go down Untainted and unspotted of this blame And still m ost worthie that my linagâ— came From ancestours of such renowned fame Scarce had he said when Sages foamy horse Hurrying him through his foes with windie force His face all bloudy with an arrows wound And rushing on at last he Turnus found And calling him by name Turnus sayes he Our last and best help now consists in thee Pitie our plight for Troyes Aeneas thunders In bloudy broiles unto our woes and wonders And threatens ruine to our Latian towers And dire destruction by his conquering powers And now even now flames 'bout our houses flie In thee the Latines hope of help doth lie On thee Italians all do cast their sight The king himself mutters in much despight Whom he his sonne in law might now ordain And whom in love and league to entertain The queen beside they e're most faithfull friend With her own hands her wofull life did end In fright hath fled the light now at the gate Onely Messapus and Atinas wait And animate the armie yet remaining But round about them are thick foes maintaining A furious fight like standing-corn in fields Which to steel sickles helplessely straight yeelds And yet dost there alone in this left plain Tracing thy coach about here still remain Turnus astonisht at the tottering state Of these affaires like one inanimate Stands mute his eyes fast fixed on the ground And inward shame his boiling heart did wound And what with sadnesse madnesse raging love Conscious of adverse power which he must prove The mistie vails of his dull thoughts put by And sunne-shine of discretion shining high His angrie eyes to th' citie-walls he cast And views the citie as in 's coach he past And now behold with flames the rafters flie And boards between burn up unto the skie Which caught hold of the tower that tower I say Which Turnus self erected rich and gay With brave crosse-beams and wheels and bridges high Now now deare sister sayes he readily My fates attend me use no further stay For where my fate and fortune point the way Thither I 'le go my resolution stands To trie the strength of proud Aeneas hands To ' bide worst bitternesse of deaths dire smart Nor shalt thou henceforth see me play the part Of an ignoble coward This I pray Good sister suffer me that now I may Be mad e're I be mad which having said Leapâ—ng from 's coach most swift away he made Into the field through thickest of his foes And leaves his sister full of feares and woes And with swift flight breaks into thickest bands And as a rockie mount which headlong stands And tumbles from the top broke down by winde Or by strong sowcing showres quite undermin'd Or rotted with long yeares antiquity And so slips down with huge velocity In broken fragments mounting on the ground And woods and herds and people doth confound And roule and wrap with it Turnus even thus Through his dispersed troops most furious Runs to the citie-walls where all with bloud The ground like pools and ponds bedrenched stood And whirling arrows clattered to the aire With hand and voice his minde he does declare Unto them thus Forbeare Rutulians all And Latines now your swords and shields recall What ever fortune falls 't is mine own due 'T is fitter farre for me alone then you To pay the price of this thus broken peace And with my sword this quarrell quite to cease All straight gave back for him i' th' midst made way But brave Aeneas without all delay Hearing but Turnus nam'd leaves towers and town Breaks off all businesse and comes nimbly down Leaping for joy thundring in arms most strong Like Athos mount or Eryx steâ—p and long Or like old Apennius rais'd on high Into the aire kissing the starrie skie Ratling with leaves on trees glistring in sight Proud of his tops clothed with snow most bright And now Rutulians and the Trojans stout Seriously bend their eyes and look about Italians and all those that kept the town And those which would with rams the walls butt down All arms they lay aside king Latine stands Amaz'd to see two men so strong of hands Of diverse nations now to meet and fight The champions both beholding in their sight The lists made void and space t' encounter in With rapid race the combate straight begin And now farre off darts at each other cast And to their swords and shields they come as fast With dashing clashing bangs the ground even groans And doubled trebled blows they give at once With their bright blades vertue and valour brave Seem mixt in one in one their seat to have And as two angrie bulls in furious fight With butting horns encountring with deep spight On mightie Syla's mount Taburnus high Their fearfull keepers keep close covertly The other cattell cows and calves stand mute And with soft muttering hold a still dispute Who shall their leader be whom they shall tend The bulls meanwhile each other wounds do lend And gore each others sides whose bloud spurts out And head and shoulders all be bathes about Whose bloudy