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
billowing seas And wander where thou wilt if so thou please But let me save his sonne from warres dire woes I have faire cities fit for safe repose Paphos and Amathus and Cythera Idalia faire thither repaire he may There leaving arms lead an ignoble life Then may'st thou Carthage cause with Martiall strife To vex all Italie nought can oppose If this may be their Carthaginian foes To what end hath he scapt warres mischiefs past Why hath he fled through Grecian flames at last Why hath he shun'd so many dangers great Which lands and swallowing seas did to him threat Whiles he and his poore Trojans Latium sought And Pergams walls t' have re-erected thought Had it not better been t' have stay'd in Troy And seen their countreys burning last annoy Sweet fire let me thee for my Trojans pray That they to Xanthus streams and Simois may Return again revert I thee Intreat To Trojans poore their toils and travells great Hereat queen Iuno grew most passionate And unto Venus thus she burst out straight Why from deep silence do you me constrain And force me my hid griefs rip up again Did any either God or man compell Your sonne Aeneas unto battells fell Or for to make king Latine thus his foe The fates you say to Latium forc'd you go VVell be it so yet I say otherwise Cassandra forc'd him with mad fooleries And yet did we him from his tents entice Endanger'd he his life through our advise By windes at sea did we his sonne incite Fierce warre to wage or on town-walls to fight To make a league with adverse Tuscanes stout Or peacefull nations thus with warres burst out VVhat God enforc'd this fraud what did our might VVhere now was Iuno Iris cloudie flight You say 't is pitie Italie should fire Your Trojan town which did new life acquire That Turnus should his native land maintain Where 's granfather Pilumnus once did reigne And where his mother faire Venilia The Goddesse dwelt And why is 't not I pray As great a pity that with bloudy broile Your Trojans should infest our Latines soile To plow in others fields to catch the prey From mothers bosomes thus to steal a way Betrothed virgins wives by force t' obtain Pray peace by legates yet warres prae-ordain You could Aeneas from Greeks arms protect Put for a man a cloud slight aire inject And to so many nymphs transform your fleet Yet must it be supposed most unmeet For ours also your way their weal to meet Your sonne Aeneas absent knowes not ought Still may he absent be and still know nought You have a Paphos and Cythera faire Why do you not then our fierce people spare Whose hearts and homes are big with bloudy broiles And once spurr'd up will hardly cease from spoiles Was 't we that first o'return'd Troyes triviall treasure Was 't we or he that for his lustfull pleasure Brought Greeks to your poore Trojans what 's the cause That Europe Asia with warres greedy jaws Devoure each other marriage-rites being broke By filtching filthie lust did I provoke Th' adulterer of Troy the Spartane dame To force with him did I incense the flame Of warre with violence and venerie Then had it fitter been thus fearefullie Their cases to condole now 't is too late To use such coyn'd complaints t' ejaculate Such unjust janglings Iuno thus reply'd Whose words the sacred synod did divide In various votes much like the bustling winde First puffing in a wood by boughs confin'd Makes a close rumbling murmure whence unknown Whereby fierce following storms are sea-men shown Iupiter then who had prime power to speak From further silence now began to break Who speaking all the court of Gods was still Earth trembled aire did cease all echoing shrill Fierce VVestern-windes rough ocean-waves were laid Mark well therefore sayes he what now is said Since Trojans and Italians may not be VVith links of love in one made to agree Nor any hope we have to end your jarres What-ever hope or hap ye have in warres Enjoy the same on both sides but to me Trojans Rutulians both alike shall be So 't shall be seen whether by destinie The Trojans get firm ground in Italie Or whether by an impious errour led And sinister conceipts they ventured I 'le neither Trojans nor Rutulians cleare For either side shall his own travells beare And follow his own fortunes shame or fame Great Iove their king will be to both the same The fates will finde a way This here I vow By my beloved brothers Stygian slow By all those pichy flouds and banks most black VVhereat he beckt and with a thunder-crack Olympus totall frame extreamly trembled Here ceast the parle of all the Gods assembled Then mightie Iove rose from his golden throne By all the Gods to 's station tended on Meanwhile the Rutules 'bout the gates were spread Much men were slain the walls were oft fired VVithin theirtrenches Trojan bands were bound And hard besieg'd no hope of flight was found And poorely on their forts in vain they stand And fence their walls with a thin thrivelesse band Asius Imbrasius sonne Thymaetes stout Hictaons sonne two Trojans stood about Two of king Tros his sonnes and Caster old The forefront kept with the two brothers bold Of great Sarpedon and Ethimon brave From Lycia land these them attendance gave Then Phrygian Acmon sonne of Clytius great Brother to Mnestheus for his Martiall heat Equall to either with huge might and art Took up a mightie stone a mounts best part These strive with stones those to defend with shafts VVith wilde-fire balls and bow-mens sinowy drafts Himself i' th' midst faire Venus darling deare Ascanius young bare-headed did appeare Much like a precious pearle fast fixt in gold Gracing ones head or neck rare to behold Or as white ivorie in black ebonie Inlaid by art glisters resplendentlie His milk-white neck with dangling locks o're-spread Yet wreathed up in folds with golden thred The noble nations Ismarus thee saw VVith poysoned shafts mens hearts-bloud out to draw Thou peerelesse prince sprung from faire Lydia's land Where Pactolus yeelds gold a fruitfull strand Mnestheus was also there whose grace was great Who from their forts did Turnus lately beat And Capys from Capua's town took name They by fierce blows contending thus for fame Aeneas crost the foamy seas by night For when he parted from Euanders sight And to Etruria came he met the king And to the king related every thing His name and nation whence and why he came What strength Mezentius did unto him frame King Turnus turbulence mans fickle state To shun delayes he then doth supplicate Tarchon conjoynes his powers firm league doth make Then they a forrain captain to them take Freed from all fault therein by destinie And so a ship-board went immediately Aeneas ships the vantguard led along The foredecks deckt with Phrygian lions strong Whose poop with Ida's painted mount was graced A gratefull guarding signe to Trojans chased There
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
potent potions metamorphis'd had Of comely men into wilde beasts most bad Now that these honest Trojans might escape These havens and such prodigious bestiall shape And not approach that hurtfull hatefull shore Neptune with prosperous gales their sails up bore Forc'd them from thence them from those dangers â—â—ave Now Thetis breasts waxt red Aurora brave I' th' azure skie with golden rayes shone bright And suddenly the windes were calmed quite The rocky seas their oares did nimbly smite And beat about And here a mightie wood Aeneas spide through which faire Tybers floud With nimble goldie streams to sea did glide And yellow sands the current beautifi'de And various birds which did those banks frequent And the flouds bubling falls such notes did vent Above about as did delight the skie And in the woods with chirping chants did flie And here he bids his mates their voyage stay To winde the fleet to land then joyfull they Enter the shady river Now relate Vrania faire what kings what times what state Old Italie retain'd when this thy fleet Thy new-come armie brought to Latium sweet I 'le all set forth and warres first grounds recite Thou O thou Goddesse faire teach me to write Those bloudy broiles fierce troops warre-thirsty kings The Tyrrhean and Italian Martiall wings All in an uproare here 's new work indeed A mightie task to which I now proceed Old king Latinus o're those realms did reigne And them in peace and plentie did maintain Faunus and Marica old writers gather His parents were king Picus Faunus father And thou great Saturn thou art said to be The utmost basis of his progenie No sonne or issue-male fates did him give Death on one sâ—az'd as soon as he gan live One onely marriageable daughter faire Upheld his court and state to whom repaire Many Italian peeres and potentates All whom brave Turnus chiefly emulates For 's famous ancestours most eminent And him the queen with love most vehement Did like and long to make her sonne in law But heaven-diverting prodigies she saw Crossing her thoughts A spreading lawrell tree Grew in the midst o' th' court whose branches he Had many yeares preserv'd with reverend feare And whiâ—h Latinus when he first did reare His stately towres there found and consecrated To gâ—eat Apollo as it is related And from it did the land Laurentum name A thick quick swarm of humming bees there came Strange to be spoken out o' th' open aire And to this lawrells tops did all repaire And on the boughs close by their feet they hung All in a sudden swarm in clusters clung Their augur straight cries out I plainly finde A forrain prince t' approach with him conjoyn'd Are strong confederates who with partners bold From these same parts this towre shall take and hold Moreover as lady Lavinia good In sacrifice hard by her father stood Her haire strange sight was all on a light fire Whose cinging flames burnt all her rich attire Her locks were burnt burnt was her diadem Beset with stones most rich and many a gemme Up flies the fume abroad the flame extends And Vulcans violence to th' roof ascends This was a hideous sight hard to endure For fame and fates did glorious things assure From her yet that she should fierce battels breed But these strange sights the carefull king with speed Brings to his father Faunus auguries In great Albuna's grove there to advise In which wide wood a sacred spring did glide Misty mephitis with foule fogs doth bide Hither all Italie Oenotria land Do still repaire dark doubts to understand Here when the priest the presents being paid On slain sheeps skins by night to sleep is laid And falls asleep in sleep strange visions views Heares various voices conference does use And speech to sprites from th' Acherontine lake Here when as grave Latinus prayers did make For faire replies and many sheep being slain Prostrate upon the skins he did remain And from the wood these words he heard most plain Faire sonne forbeare thy daughter deare to wed To native Latines shun their marriâ—ge bed I have new forrain sonnes in law whose race Our name and fame unto the starres shall grace Whose noble seed each sublunary thing Which Sol beholds shall to subjection bring And rule and over-rule These plain replies Of 's father Faunus and his counsel wise Latinus locks not up in silent sort But of it flying fame makes loud report Throughout all Italie And now at last The Trojan youths their fleet made firmly fast Against the grassy banks Aeneas then And faire Iulus flower of all his men With his couragious captains in degree Repose their bodies under a great tree Then on the grasse they set their cheere and cakes Made of good meal whereof each one partakes But for so Iove by th' Harpyes had decreed Were fain at last on mountain-fruits to feed And this food failing they were forc'd to eat The crums and scraps of refuse bread and meat And with their hands to break all hungerbit The sacred food for other use more fit Nor spared they their trenchers broad whereby Iulus said See sirs strange penurie Which even our tables hath devoured quite Nor more did he allude but with quick sight At his first words his father did foresee Of all his travells now an end to be And intercepted the first words he spake And at his fates amaz'd forth straight he brake Into these words Faire fate-given land all hail And you Troyes Gods whose faith ne're yet did fail Here 's here 's our countrey happy habitation For now I well remember this relation Of these hid fates my father made to me When thou deare sonne sayes he ariv'd shalt be On a strange land and famine thee shall force Thy meat all spent to have sharp-set recourse To sacred cates then there thou mayst expect To ease thy vvearie limbes there to erect Safe seats and with strong hand thy state protect This was that dearth that last affrighting ill Which should all future feare and mischief kill Be stirring then betimes by break of day And scout about each part and place survay What houses and inhabitants you finde Thus from the port all severall vvayes let 's winde And now full cups to Iove let 's drink and pray To old Anchises and in goblets gay Set wine upon the board Thus having said With gallant garlands he his head aray'd Then invocates Apollo Tellus faire The mother of the Gods and nymphs most rare And the yet unknown flouds and obscure night And nightly rising starres by solemne rite And Ida's Iove and 's Phrygian mother faire His parents both in hell and heaven which are And now all-potent Iupiter on high From heaven thrice thundred but auspiciously And in his hand a fierie cloud did shake VVhich did a radiant golden lustre make Here 'mongst the Trojan troops straight rumours rofe That now 's the time they cities should compose Busily therefore banquets they prepare And full of vvine by
th' sacred signes they are Next day when Sols light lamp had earth made bright They stray'd abroad about them cast their sight To see what confines cities shores these were And straight they found the river Numick there Here current Tyber there the Latines stout Anchises sonne then straight selected out Of all his troops an hundred legates vvise Their brows with olive-boughs in most grave guise Adorn'd he to the kings great palace sent And gifts unto the king for to present And for the Trojans peace to mediate With this commission forth they properate Meanwhile Aeneas meats his walls extent With shallow trenches fits its continent Most like a camp on first approached land VVith dikes forts bulwarks makes his citie stand And now those Trojan youths so farre were past That they the Latines turret spi'de at last And then their houses tops and quick they came To the town walls where they saw children game And lusty youths their prancing horses ride Some making chariots through the dust to glide Some were a shooting with their arrows swift Some slender lances brandish tosse and lift Some were a wrastling running-matches making All of their best affected sports partaking Straight to the aged king a post reports Brave strangers in strange cloaths came to his courts He straight gave charge to entertain them all Himself on 's kingly throne sat in his hall A hall most faire and large born up most high With full an hundred pillars anciently The stately palace of king Picus grave For groves and parents piety most brave Hence kings were wont their crowns and powers to take This they their temple court and hall did make Here many sacred sacrifices slain The peeres were wont constantly to remain Besides here stood rare statues carv'd in vvood In solid cedar of ancestours good Great Italus and grave Sabinus king Who first in Italie made vines to spring Old Saturn also holding in his hand A crooked sicle pourtray'd there did stand And two-fac'd Ianus at the entrie stood And other kings sprung from most royall bloud Who vvarres deep wounds did for their countrey beare And on the posts rich spoiles there hanged were And captives chariots axes us'd in warres And helmet-crests huge bolts and iron barres And shields and darts and ships foredecks most faire King Picus self for horse-breaking most rare Sate holding in 's right hand his regal rod In 's left a shield enthroniz'd like a God Whom led vvith lâ—st Circes his wife so charm'd And with her golden rod and druggs so harm'd That she into a bird transformed him And made a Jay with coloured feathers trim Latinus sitting in that sacred seat And inmost parlours of ancestours great Bad them the Trojans to him to bring in Who entred with these kinde words did begin Tell me brave Trojans for we all do know Your land and linage and heard long ago Of your sea-voyage tell me what you 'd have Or what hard straits your barks to Latium drave Whether y 'ave lost your way or weather-beaten For such like ills at sea do sea-men threaten From other parts and ports hence farre remote You safely now 'bout Latium banks do float Shun not your safegard know that Latines all Of Saturn seed were never yet in thrall To laws or leagues but voluntarily By our Gods pattern we love equity Indeed I think on 't time hath fame obscur'd And Italies old men have thus assur'd That Dardan who did from our nation spring Was first Idaean Troyes victorious king And Thracian Samo's streams did penetrate Which Samothracia now men nominate Whom now deceast from Corits Tyrrhean seat Heavens regal court starre-canopie most neat Enthroniz'd hath and made a God most great He ceast And thus Ilioneus made replie Great king whose race did rise from Faunus high No tempest fierce did force us on your land Nor ignorance of starres or unknown strand Hath us misled but vve deliberately And vvith unanime votes did all apply Our thoughts unto these parts from realms expell'd Which all that Sols broad eye beheld excell'd From Iove we sprang Iove was Troyes joyfull sire From Iove our king himself doth kin acquire Aeneas Troyes great prince us hither sent O that stern storms did cruel Graecia vent On all our Trojan fields what furious cloud Of angry fates did Europe Asia shroud I know fames trump these things hath sounded loud To utmost lands from sea the most remote And where the torrid zone as writers note By Sols intemperate heat doth much displease Our obvious world call'd the Antipodes We driven about by that vvarre-inundation Humbly desire a peacefull petty-station First for our countrey Gods a seat secure And for our selves free aire and waters pure VVe 'le to your kingdome bring no foule disgrace Nor sleightly your deserving fame abase Nor this faire fact in foule oblivion smother Nor Latines grieve that they did Trojans mother I sweare by great Aeneas destinie And by his Martiall hand who e're will trie His vertue valour or by faith or flight As many have and many do not slight This voluntarie tender of true peace Or that we our submisse desires increase Many I say to us have sought and su'de 'Twixt them and us like friendship to conclude But sacred secret fates and heavens command Hath us enforc'd to seek out thy faire land Hence Dardan sprung hither doth us invite And grave Apollo's great commands incite To Tyrrhean Tyber sacred Numicks spring And here I thee present from our great king With these small gifts of better former fate Remains reserv'd from Troyes combustive state This bowl of gold Anchises sacred us'd This Priams princely robe which still he chus'd To weare when he in councels laws wrote down A regall sceptre sacred priestly crown And royall robes the Trojan wives rare skill And thus Ilioneus ceast The king sate still With settled count'nance eyes fixt firm on ground And rowling downward full of thoughts profound Regardlesse of the gifts the robes most rare Nor did the king for Priams sceptre care So much as for his daughters nuptiall state And Faunus foretold fate to ruminate Strongly perswaded this was he should be His sonne in law sent by the fates decree From forrain parts to be his realms relâ—ef To raise a famous race and be earths chief Here at he joyfull sayes Heavens happifie Our high intents and their own augurie Thou hast brave Trojan what thou dost desire Nor do I sleight thy gifts till life expire And whiles Latinus reignes you shall enjoy A wealthie soile and fatnesse of rich Troy As for your prince himself if he desire And do our love and league so much require Let him come hither nothing feare his friend To peace in part we soon shall condescend If he your king and I kindely shake hands You therefore shew your king these our demands I have a daughter whom the whole consent Of our domestick oracles full bent And many a fearefull heaven-shown prodigie Marriage with any native prince denie
plough sicle and sythe declin'd No love delight in tillage countrey toile Their peacefull blades in fornace they reboyle And now th' allarums sound vvarres signe is given This man his helm from home in haste is driven To snatch away that man his horse constrains To weare his traces foamy bit and reins A third his shield and treble coat of mail Put on and weares his trusty sword t' assail And now ye sacred nine set ope I pray Sweet Helicon and let my Muse display The mighty kings heroick captains stout And Martiall bands these bloudy fields that fought VVith what most potent peeres and armies great All Italie was fraught in Martiall heat You ladies faire you best can shew the same For scarce fames whisperings to our knowledge came The first that waged warre with Martiall bands VVas fierce Mezentius from his Tyrrhene lands A stout contemner of Troyes deities And with him came Lausus his sonne likewise A compt accomplisht prince without compare Onely excell'd by Laurents Turnus faire Lausus I say famous great horse to ride And tamelesse beasts to tame of peerelesse pride From Agylla unhappie troops he train'd VVorthy o're's fathers empire to have reign'd Unworthie to be call'd Mezentius sonne Next these Aventine brave due honour wonne Sonne of Alcides victour-like proceeds Drawn in his chariot with his conquering steeds In 's hand a shield with 's fathers scutchion faire VVherein an hundred poisonous snakes he bare Environed with Hydra's serpentine VVhom in Aventine mount the priest divine Rhea by bastard birth conceiv'd and bred The victour being vvith the priest coupled VVhen Geryon was deceast and Laurents lands Hercules had obtain'd with conquering hands And Spanish spoils fat beeves had brought with him And them in Tyrrhene streams had washt most trim His souldiers held in hand a Romane speare And hacking halberts to the field did beare And fought with rapiers and Italian dart Himself to strike more terrour to the heart Of his beholders wore a lions skin Full of rough haire whose fangs did seem to grin In manner of a helm above his head Thus like his father fierce apparrelled Feare-smiting Hercules he statâ—ly stâ—ulks And to king Latines court on foot he walks Two brethren then Catillus Coras stout Two gallant Grecian youths went bravely out From Tybur strong which from Tyburtus name Their brother was so call'd They bravely came I' th' armies vantguard hedg'd with weapons thick Much like two cloud-begotten Centaures quick Running in rage from some hills steepie height Leaving Thessalian Othrys Homol white Whose rapid race makes trees and woods give way Whose furious flight huge ratling boughs obey Strong Caeculus Praeneste's founder faire Was also there whom pristine times declare To be black Vulcans sonne a king of kine Found in the fire with whom huge bands combine Of countrey Corydons much men beside Of high Praeneste and of those which ' bide About Gabinian Iuno's pleasant plains And icie Anio and the waterie trains Which Hernicks rocks inhabit And the swains Whom rich Anagnia Amasenus fields Do feed they had not all strong arms or shields Nor ratling chariots but the greatest part Fought with black leaden bags with swinging smart Some others strong two-handed slings did beare And on their heads rough wolfs-skin hats did weare Their left legs bare raw skinnes their right did hide Messapus also famous horse to ride Great Neptunes sonne was there whose furie great None could with sword or fire abate or beat His peacefull people unaccustomed To bloudy broiles he on a sudden led To battell and to handle sword instructs One from Fescinium mightie troops conducts From just Haliscus and Soractes towers And from Flavinium faire leads forth great powers And from Cyminus mount and flowing spring Capenas woods who in array did sing Their princesse praise as snowy swans do use When in the aire themselves they broad diffuse Flying from pastures and with chattering shrill Through their long throats with notes the skies they fill And make Cayster and moist moores to sound And Asia wide nor could a man be found To think the arms of so great bands would fail But that the airie clouds of swans prevail Singing and swooping from the sea to shore And now behold great Clausus addes yet more Clausus from ancient Sabines sprung who brought Great troops himself a mighty troop being thought From whom faire Claudias stock and race arose In Italie when Romanes Sabines chose With him came troops from Amiternums town And antique Sabines all to reap renown Eretums powers Mutuscas might where spring Olives great store Nomentum bands did bring And Velines rosean regiments were there And hilly Tetricus and high Severe From Foruli Casperia Himell's floud From Tybers and Fabaris rivers good From frigid Nursia rigid Hortines bands And many troops from utmost Latines lands From Allia's odious streams great armies go As thick as Libyas marble flouds do flow When winter-waves do fierce Orion hide Or standing-corne by parching sun-shine dry'de Or Hermus flouds in field or Lycia's lands Fruitfully overflown So martiall bands So clattering shields and souldiers confluence fast Make the ground grunt and dusty clouds up cast Again great Agamemnons Halesus The Trojans ancient foe most furious Drawn in a chariot unto Turnus brought A thousand souldiers with warre-furie fraught Who Bacchus his vine-bearing Massica With spades eradicate without delay And souldiers from Arunca's hills most high From Sidicinums seas and Cales nigh And from Vulturnus adjacent faire floud And dwellers in Saticulus thick wood And Hoscies powers who with short darts do fight Fitted with leather-holds more deep to smite Their left hand held a targe their right a blade Or faulchion faire much like a sicle made Nor may our lines in silence pretermit Oebalus whom as ancient times have writ On Sebethis the nymph Telon begat VVhen aged king of Caprea he sat But when this sonne his fathers throne rejected And larger limits for his rule affected He over-ran Sarastes people strong And Sarnus which lies sea-ward all along And those which Rufae Batulum do hold And all Celenna's fields and fertile mould Fruitfull Abella and her walls and plains VVho cast a kinde of dart much like Germanes Their heads for hatâ— cover'd with cork-bark light Armed with swords and shields of brasse most bright Great Vfens also to this warfare came Mountanous Nursa left of matchlesse fame And fortunate in fight whose natives brave Themselves to arms and hunt in forrests gave Their Aequiculians arm'd would till their land Delighted most by furious force of hand To live by catching preyes and robberies vile Moreover from Marrubia's ancient isle King Archippus renowned Vmbro sent A famous priest who as along he went VVore on his helm a branch of olive faire He able was by skill and cunning rare Both with his hands and words to cast a sleep Vipers and poisonous snakes from hissings deep And tame their rage and heal their stingings fierce But when the Trojans lance his heart did pierce
art can adde for adjument What steel and iron brasse or silver plate VVhat fire and blasts can best consolidate Cease needlesse prayers distrust not thine own strength 'T is all for thee This having said at length He gave her long embraces loving greets And on her bosome tasted all loves sweets Thus when sweet midnights rest was past and spent Like a good huswife thriftie provident VVho timely rising closely cards and spins Her cinders builds to make her fire begins Blows the quick coals working turns night to day And makes her maids their bones to work to lay VVith toyling tasks her self well to maintain And all her charge and children to sustain Even so uxorious Vulcan iron-tamer Ignipotent most excellent arms framer Earely starts up his basking bed forsakes And him to 's iron instruments betakes Neare Siciliâ— an isle aloof there lies Lipara and Aeolia whence there flies Much fire and winde much fume and furious din Under which lies a cave and deep within The Cyclops Aetnaean forges grown i' th' rocks Do through the chimneys vent such thundring knocks And bouncing blows upon the anviles smit And tinkering strokes with nimble hammers hit As loudly echo out with clanging sound Of steel and iron batter'd long and round Upon the anviles shrill into broad plates The forge-fire sputtering puffes evaporates Here 's Vuloans house here 's vaste Vulcania town Hither from heaven this fire-fierce god came down In this large cave the Cyclops iron frame There brangling Brontes fast does file the same There streporous Steropes makes sparks to flie Naked Pyracmon does at th' anvile lie A yet unfinisht fiery work they wrought But in some part to some perfection brought Some thunderbolt which Iove from heaven did smite As on the earth do many of them light Some part unpolisht was Three clattering showres Of winter-hail upon the work he poures And three of spring-tide rain three flashes swift Of summer flames three puffes of autumne drift Thus at their work fierce frightfull flashes flie Bright rapid lightning rage and by and by With fearfull rumbling thumping thwacks of art They beat about Then on another part A chariot with swift wheels for Mars they made Wherewith he town and townsmen makes afraid A coat of arms for angry Pallas they With snake-like scales and gold did overlay And in the breast-plate of the Goddesse faire Serpentine Gorgons heads in wreaths there are Chopt from the neck whose gogling glarie eyes Rouling in rage beholders stupifies Away sayes Vulcaâ— lay away with speed All other works you lads of Aetnaean breed And hither bend your thoughts rare arms to frame For a renowned prince of matchlesse fame Now shew your strength your nimble hands rare art Come come make haste This said each playes his part And fast they fall to work each takes his place Gold silver brasse steel-mettals boile apace And being melted run like streams about And first a goodly targe they forged out Even one 'gainst all the adverse Latine shafts With fourteen folds and crosse-barre turning drafts Some at the bellows put in puff out blasts Some hissing hot-iron into th' water casts The whole shop rings with thick quick anvile blows And each his arms in order fiercely throws To give his stroke and with the tongs to turn The massie mettall which red-hot doth burn Whiles Vulcan in Aeolian puffy plains Thus busie was the rising sun constrains Euander from his palace poore to rise Wakned by morning-chanting birds in skies Who gravely risen and apparell'd meet And Tuscanes sandals laced on his feet Then his Arcadian blade he hangs by 's side VVhich on his left hung by a panthers hide A lease of lusty dogs did on him vvait Guarding their master from the palace gate Thus to his guest Aeneas lodgings went This Heroë brave mindfull of 's high intent And of his promis'd aid With no lesse care Aeneas in the morning doth prepare With Pallas young the king associated Achates kinde Aeneas comitated Met they shake hands and down together sit And having time for talk and leisure fit The king thus first began Great prince of Troy I ne're shall think whiles thou dost life enjoy Troyes crowns and comforts to be brought to thrall Our forces I confesse are too too small To give so great a prince aid competent On one side we by Tuscanes stream are pent On th' other side troops of Ruâ—ulians stout With clattering arms our walls do hedge about But I am mustring for thee mightie bands A people strong and very rich in lands VVhich happy hap unlookt for luck hath given And thou art come by fates decree from heaven Not farre from hence the citie Agylla An ancient stony basis doth display Once Lydia call'd famous for battels bold Which once did all Etruria mountains hold This land which fairely flourisht many yeares Proud king Mezentius rul'd with cruell feares Why should I mention all his murthers fierce Or why this tyrants facts most foule rehearse The Gods repay it on his impious head Besides he bound live bodies unto dead Coupling them hands to hands and face to face Ah horrid torment in which foule embrace Them all-besmear'd with putrefaction ill He with a lingring death thus us'd to kill His people tired with this tyranny At last in arms him and his familie Plotting more impious pranks they close surrounded Slew all his mates with fire his house confounded He in these broiles to Rutuls realm did flie To Turnus harbour for securitie Then all Etruria in just furie came Their king with arms for due revenge they claim Thou great Aeneas of these thousands brave The leading and the Martiall guide shalt have For all their ships stand ready ridg'd at shore And fluttering flags do hang the decks before An aged southsayer singing secret fates Does them with-hold saying O choice Lydian mates Of pristine potentates the cream and flower VVhom just revenge incenseth with strong power Against your foes and whom Mezentius base Hath stimulated with just wrath to chase No native of Italia may such bands Conduct then seek a captain from strange lands These things did all Etruria much dismay Yet still in field their ensignes they display And troubled at these heavenly destinies Tarchon himself sent oratours most wise To me with regal robes and presents rare Desiring I would to their tents repaire And of great Tuscanes state take tutelage But me my feeble and congeal'd old age And faint unfitnes to activity Denies that profered state and soveraignty My sonne I would have sent but mixed bloud With 's mothers faire Sabella thus withstood By whom part of those parts to him enclin'd But thou whose yeares and whose heroick minde The fates do favour and the Gods provide O thou Troyes and Italia's valiant guide Do thou assume this charge And here my boy Pallas my sonne my hope and future joy To thee I vvill commit to thee commend On thee his Martiall master to attend VVarres burthen great with thee to undergo Rare feats
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
grief Here first Aeneas hop'd for hearts relief And better learn'd to trust afflictions frown For as he view'd the temple up and down Finding the queen minding this cities state Which curious Artists did delineate He wonders most to see his Trojan storie Their warres and woes spread with world-wondrous glorie Atrides Priam and unkinde Achilles He weeping staid and said See kinde Achates What place what parts abound not with our woes Behold king Priams pay his praise here grows These are materiall teares crosses come neare Cease feares for from these palms doth hope appeare Thus sayes he and him gluts with pictures vain Sighs deep and flouds of teares his cheeks do stain For here he saw how 'bout the walls of Troy Brave Hector did fierce Greeks affright annoy There how Achilles Trojans did destroy Hard by he weeping knew white Rhesus tent Which soon i' th' night betraid by hard event Cruell Tydides with much bloud did spoile And his fierce horses forc'd to 's camp recoile Before they graz'd on Troyes unhappy grasse Or Xanthus streams to taste cold safely passe Young Troilus flying there whose sword him fail'd Unluckie lad unequally assail'd By Achilles soon shov'd out of 's chariots chaire Yet held the rulelesse reins his comely haire And deadly wounded corps drag'd on the ground And after him his speare he drailing found Then how Troyes dames with haire about their eares With vailed heads eyes full of brinish teares Beating their breasts to Pallas temple went Who frowningly to th' ground her fixt eyes bent How Hectors corps thrice 'bout Troyes walls were drag'd And by Achilles sold for gold upbag'd Heart-breaking sighs he fetcht to see the spoiles The current chariots and friends deadly foiles And how king Priam pray'd with weak-rais'd hands Yea he himself saw ' midst the Grecian bands The Indians troops and Memnons black aray How that Virago brave Penthesil'a Led her Amazones arm'd with moon-like shields And bravely fighting in Troyes Martiall fields Her breast laid ope bound with a golden belt Proud foes the blows of this fierce female felt Whiles these rare objects Troyes Aeneas ey'd VVith serious sight of them even stupifi'd Unto this temple faire queen Dido came Tended with many a stately youthfull dame Most like divine Diana and her train On Cynthus hills or on Eurota's plain About whom thousand Faries faire do cluster About her neck a quiver whose bright luster And stately pace all her Nymphs farre exceeds And in Latona's heart prompt pleasure breeds Thus lovely lively Dido seem'd to be ' Midst all intent her throne stablisht to see Then guarded she just at the Goddesse gate Sate down high seated in a chaire of state VVhere she made laws and labours did requite Allotting all by lots or laws their right VVhen suddenly Aeneas saw a throng Approach to him which was Cloanthus strong Sergest Anthea and the Trojans all VVhom raging seas forc'd on strange shores to fall Amaz'd he stood astonisht with him were Achates and the rest with joy and feare Longing for sweet reciprocall embraces But a hid hap this from their heart first chases They coucht it and cloth'd in a concave cloud What fate their friends what haven their ships did shroud How they came thither then expostulating They some selected who themselves prostrating Came to the temple pardon there to crave Where entred they to speak full freedom have Then fluent faire Ilioneus sweetly said Great queen whom Iove this cities foundresse made Whose justice proudest people makes afraid We weather-tyr'd poore Trojans thee desire To spare our ships from fierce nought-sparing fire Pity a pious race propitious be To our affaires For we are all most free From least intent to rob or spoile thy land Or on faire Libya's Gods to lay foule hand Poore captives cannot harbour hopes so high But there 's a place which Greece call'd anciently Hesperia ancient powerfull plenteous known Where the Oenotrians dwelt by fame now shown Italia nam'd from Italus renown'd Thither we all have our intentions bound VVhen straight stormie Orion tympanizing And surly Southern fierce blasts tyrannizing Brought us upon black seas seas overflown Drave us on rocks unpassable unknown Hither we few have swumme But what be ye What rude conditions on this soile see we To be debarred harbour on your land From setting foot on shore warres countermand If mortall men and earthly arms ye sleight Yet feare the Gods mindefull of wrong and right Aeneas was our king more just then he More pious potent prince there could not be Whom if the fates preserve if yet alive If gaping grave him not of life deprive We feare not nor need'st thou thy love repent Primely exprest In Sicils continent Are Trojans and Troyes arms Acestes great A Trojan born Let us we thee intreat Our weather-beaten barks to harbour bring Repaire our oares fit masts i' th' woody spring That so we lively may to Latium sail Our king companions safe if fates don't fail But if they do and thee great prince of Troy Libyan seas hold withhold our hoped joy Of young Iülus let 's at least regain Faire Sicils shores where king Acest doth reigne From whom we hither came Thus Ilion said And all the Trojans humming reverence made Then Dido with grave count'nance briefly spake And said Brave sirs false feares vain cares forsake Novell necessitie of our late reigne Doth us to this strict watch and ward constrain Who knows not Troy and brave Aeneas race The men their might and dire warre-wracked case Our Punick hearts are not so dead so dull Nor from our parts doth Sol his steeds so pull But that ye may Hesperia faire enjoy Timanus or Sicilian plains employ And go to king Acestes at your pleasure I 'le safely free you furnish you with treasure Or if you will in our dominions bide Our citie's yours our havens your ships may hide Trojans and Tyrians I 'le alike embrace And oh that king Aeneas whom storms chase Were present Sure I 'le send to search each shore And Libya's utmost confines to explore To see if haply in strange town he stray Or in some uncouth woods have lost his way Aeneas and Achates hearts reviv'd With these sweet words to break the cloud long striv'd And first Achates to Aeneas said Great heaven-born prince what thoughts thy minde invade All things are safe our ships and mates all found One onely's lost whom we our selves saw drown'd All things thy mothers words firm ratifie Scarce spake he thus when into th' open skie The cloathing cloud brake and dissolved straight When faire Aeneas in illustrious state Did shine and shew like Phoebe in face and feature His mother making him a matchlesse creature For gracefull haire and youthfull azure eyes For count'nance sweet which beautie happifies Like damsels hands with ivorie braclets graced Or sparkling stones with gold plates round embraced Thus then unthought on quick to th' queen he spake See here I stand for whom such care you take Trojan Aeneas
Hairy Iopas also did his best VVith's golden harp to make them musick svveet As ancient Atlas taught him songs most meet He sang and plaid Moons monethly vagrant change The Suns diurnall toiles mans stock most strange VVhence birds and beasts vvhence fire and vvater vvere How starres do rise and fall and bright appeare The stormie seven-stars double plough-stars bright VVhy Sol runs Southward in his VVinter flight And vvhy the Summer makes so short a night The Tyrians do their joy ingeminate The Trojans echoing And the night in prate Poore Dido spends vvhose love-draughts deep her touch Much talk of Priam and of Hector much She makes and of Auroras sonnes brave arms Of Diomedes horse Achilles harms Tell me good guest â—ayes she the totall storie Greeks treason great which quenched Troyes great glorie Yea tell us all thy toiles which as appeares Thou hast endur'd by land and sea seven yeares An end of the first book of Virgils Aeneïds THE ARGUMENT of the second book When all were silent Troyes brave knight Troyes fates friends states doth here recite The guilefull Greeks Minerva's gift La'coons smart sly Sinons shift To ope the hollow horses side I dream of Hectors death discry'd Troyes fall king Priams destinie Aeneas forced thence to flie With 's father on his back he fled And in his hand Ascanius led His wife Creüsa following fast But all in vain was lost at last He thus escapt his fellows findes Who flock to him with chearefull mindes ALl silent sate attentive heed to take Then grave Aeneas from 's high bed thus spake Great queen thou bidst me wondrous woes renew How Greeks Troyes realm and riches overthrew Which I most wofully distrest did see And whereof I had share in high degree O what hard-hearted Greek Vlysses could From teares large flouds of teares his eyes withhold And now being night starres summon us to rest Yet since you so desire to heare exprest Troyes finall fall our woes though extream grief Makes me abhorre those thoughts yet I 'le be brief The Grecian captains tir'd retir'd from fight With many a yeares fierce warre wearied outright By Pallas art a mount-like horse they built And with strong wooden ribs his sides they quilt This fictious vow they leave so flies the fame In the huge concave belly of the same Closely contriv'd select brave youths they hide And armed souldiers in its belly bide In sight of Troy lies Tenedos faire isle A wealthie place whiles fates on Troy did smile Now but a bay sheep-shelter unsecure Here in a wood retir'd they hid them sure We thinking they were fled for Greece all bound And Troy from her late toiles refreshment found Set ope our gates let all go in and out The Greeks forsaken camps to view about Here Grecian troops there fierce Achilles might Here lay their ships there armies us'd to fight Some wondred at Minerva's gift accurst The horses hugenesse and Thymoetes first Would have it set i' th' citie plac'd i' th' tower Whether by fraud or force of fatall power But Capys and the part more provident Wisht that those Grecians grins gifts fraudulent Were either sunk i' th' sea or burnt i' th' fire Or 's hollow belly boar'd truth to enquire The commons carried were with crosse desire La'coon first with troops attended then Runnes from the tower fiercely cries out Poore men What follie 's this think ye your foes are fled Or Grecian gifts want sly Vlysses head Either this wooden pile doth Grecians hide Or 'gainst our town some stratagem provide Or some hid harm Trojans trust not these drifts What e're it is I feare Greeks bringing gifts Thus having said a strong speare with great force He strook into the ribs and side o' th' horse Which trembling stood and deeply pierc'd did sound The hollow vault even groan'd with that great wound And had the fates been friends our hearts been wise The speare had spide out Greeces treacheries And Troy had stood and Priams turrets high But now behold Troyes shepherds hastily Brought to the king a young man with great shouts His hands pinyond behinde found thereabouts VVho of set-purpose gave himself to them Troy to destroy by this sly stratagem A fellow bold of heart for all feats fit To work his wiles or to death to submit Our Trojan lads do flock about him fast To see his face and scoffs at him to cast Now heare and see Greeks grins and by this onâ— All other their slie juglings may be known For as unarm'd 'mongst them he trembling stands Glancing his eyes upon our Phrygian bands Alas sayes he what seas what shores me hold VVhat tends me wretch but mischiefs manifold To whom nor Greeks permit poore habitation And angry Troy in 's bloud seeks expiation VVith which sad sigh our hearts relented straight Passion supprest vve vvill'd him to relate Both whence he was and vvhat strange news he brought VVhat hopes he had being now thus captive caught He feare at last forsaken thus repli'd Great king I 'le tell thee all vvhat e're betide 'T is true sayes he I am a Grecian born This first though fortune Sinon made forlorn Yet fond and faithlesse shall she make me never If by relation to thine eares came ever The name of Palamedes of much fame Against whom guiltlesse Greeks a snare did frame Of treacherie 'cause he these vvarres forbad To put to death for vvhom now dead they 're sad His man and kinsman neare ally'd am I And of a childe through parents povertie VVaited on him i' th' vvarres vvhiles in good state The kingdome stood and he was fortunate For then vve liv'd in fame and reputation Till by Vlysses envious emulation I speak but what I knovv he dead poore I VVas forc'd to live in obscure miserie The losse lamenting of my guiltlesse friend Nor could I frantick fool to silence bend But vovv'd if fates did me to Greece reduce I 'd be reveng'd on him for this abuse Hence rose Vlysses envie hence did spring First harms to me hence he new crimes did bring Against me and hence rash reports vvere spread His guiltie heart rais'd broiles not quieted Till I by Calchas But vvhy stay I you VVhy things unsavourie do I thus revievv You have the Greeks all in one condemnation 'T is enough you heare take on me vindication In this th' Atrides Ithacus vvould joy Hereat we ardently our thoughts employ To search the end ignorant utterly Of so foule facts Pelasgan policy Faintly and falsely on he tells his tale The Greeks sayes he from Troy oft sought to sail Would have reti'rd ti'rd with that wearie warre O that they had But bitter winters barre Debarr'd them and fierce windes their flight deni'd But chiefly when that high built horse they spi'd And thundring skie-noise all the seas o're sounded T' Apollo's oracle our thoughts confounded Eurypylus we sent quick to enquire Who with these words of woe did soon retire With Iphigenia's bloud a virgin slain You Greeks got windes the
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
deere This said a floud of teares from her appeare And every place she fills with clamorous woes Nor scarce could I briefly her rage oppose But mov'd with grief these abrupt words breath'd out Indeed I live through all straits born about Thou seest a certaintie then do not doubt Alas what chance thee chas'd from such a Pheere Now resustains what fate does thee recheare Great Hectors Deare art still stout Pyrrhus mate Hereat with hung down head words temperate And submisse voice she said O blest and best Priams faire daughter happie 'bove the rest Whom foes did force under Troyes walls to die For whom no lots were ever cast to tie Thee to the captive-bed of conquering foe We Troy destroy'd have been tost to and fro Through divers seas and travelling have tride In bondage base th' Achillean youths great pride Who after lov'd and married Hermion brave And me his maid to 's man Helenus gave But then Orestes in fiecie jealousie For his stoln wife vex'd with his villanie And rous'd with rage did unawares him catch And at his fathers tombe of life dispatch And by the death of Neoptolemus Part of the kingdome came to Helenus Which he from Chaon a brave Trojan state Did totally Chaonia nominate And this Troyes towre and Pergams walls erected But what faire windes what fates thee thus directed What God did thee thus to our confines drive Where 's young Ascanius does the lad yet live Whom Troy to thee for future hopes did give Of his lost countrey has the boy a thought Or have the ancient noble vertues wrought In his young pregnant heart of 's father 〈◊〉 Aeneas or of 's uncle Hector brave These words she spake and speaking wept full sore Though all in vain and e're she could give o're Trojan Helenus from the citie came Attended with a train of Peeres of fame His countrey-men he knew acknowledged And joyfull us into his citie led And as we went spake much as much he wept Thus on to Troy-novant our way we kept And to his Pergam patterning our great Where was the drie-brook Xanthus call'd whose seat I knew and hugd the posts of Ianus gate My Trojans with me do participate In this kinde harb'rous town The king also In royall rooms did them great kindnes show In his great hall they drank full bowls of wine And with choice cheere in golden dishes dine And thus two dayes at least we there did spend Now faire Southwindes our wingy sails did tend Then to this kingly prophet humbly I With these beseeches do my suit apply Trojan-interpreter of Gods decree Who Phoebus power Delphick stools starres dost see Who Clarian bayes birds chirps swift flights dost know I pray thee plainly to us all to show For all religion hath my course made faire And all the Gods advise me to prepare For Italie that promis'd land to gain Harpyck Celaeno onely seems to feigne New and nefarious frights and doth us threat With a most foule and fearefull famine great Shew us I pray what dangers first to flie And how such toiles to vanquish valiantly Helenus here first as he us'd did slay His heifers and to th' Gods of peace did pray Loosning the fillets on his holy head He by the hand me full of feare and dread Unto thy temple great Apollo brings And from his sacred mouth the priest thus sings Great Goddesse sonne for'tis a truth most cleare That thou shalt sail to th' sea by gods most deare So Iupiter guides fates so lots do light So he the wheel of fortune orders right I in few words 'mongst many things will show How thou through serene seas mayst safely go To Italie Further to know unfold The fatesand Iuno have my tongue controld First Italie which thou think'st neare at hand And ignorant would rest in neighbouring land Farre off long wayes long rigid reaches yet It doth contain and first thou down must sit And set thy bending oares smoothly to sail In Sicils seas and after with free gale Passe with thy ships through Italies salt seas And through th' infernall floud and isle Circes Before thou canst secure thy citie build Mark well for I will thee some tokens yeeld When carefull thou 'bout Tyberinus shore Hast that still silent stream quite passed o're Thou on those banks a huge white sow shalt see With thirtie white young pigges late farrowed be And on the ground sucking the sows vvhite â—eats There is the place for thy faire cities seats Nor for the foretold famine be afraid Phoebus vvill help the fates vvill finde good aid But see thou shunne these parts our neighbouring land Though neare some part of Italie it stand For there the greedy Greeks all cities hold There lie in garrison the Locrians bold There Idomeneus on Salentine plains His Grecian armie musters up and trains And there duke Philoctetes safely sleeps And in Petilias vveak vvalls closely keeps Besides the seas safe past thy ships at rest Thy altars built on shore thou readie prest Then pay thy vovvs vvith purple-hood thy head See thou adorn that no disordered Or adverse fact be found i' th' sacred fire Made to the Gods due praise t'incensetheir ire And all molest This custome thou and thine Keep firm in sacred rites at sacred shrine After vvhen vvindes to Sicil bring thee neare And strait Pelorus banks smally appeare Sail to the left hand sea the left hand side Steere by a long circumference the tide Be sure to shunne the right hand sea and shore These parts they say vvere by a tempest sore Such a strange change makes long antiquitie And rupture great long since most vehemently Broke forth both lands did once together lie For with great force came a huge inundation Whose overflowing stream made separation 'Twixt Italie and Sicil tumbling down With swift represselesse rage each field and town Yet running with a narrow furious floud On whose right side pernicious Scylla stood Implacable Charybdis on the left The midst whereof so hellishly is cleft That its deep gaping gulf with treble swallow Sups up huge waves which broken in do follow And thrice again disgorgeth them on high Dashing its wavie vomit up to th' skie But Scylla lurketh in his covered caves And to his sharp-tooth'd mouth sucks ships from waves Upward a man downward a comely maid His lower parts like a huge whale are made All of wolves wombes and Dolphins tails are said To be engendred But Pachynus point Is farre more safe for thee at ease t' appoint Thy courses in and out though farther it winde Then formidable Scyllas fangs to finde And rocky roares of his curst curres unkinde Beside if any wit Helenus have If him least faith or truth Apollo gave This one thing and but onely this for all Deare Goddesse sonne to thee I motion shall And mention yea and move most ardently 'Bove all adore great Iunos deitie Make vows to Iuno with a willing minde And overcome with sacrifices kinde That mightie Goddesse Thus thou victor
Our princely wedlock now doth stiffe withstand And in her kingdome kindly entertains One sir Aeneas who her solely gains This petty Paris and his stragling trains Of beardlesse boyes effeminately gay With coifs and perfum'd haire these steal the prey But we who fill thy temples with oblations Seem onely fame to feed with vain frustrations Iupiter heares him venting these events Before the altars views his discontents And to the princely palace turns his eyes Sees how these lovers fairer fame despise Mercurie therefore straight he call'd and said Be gone faire sonne with wings and windes swift aid Haste to the Trojan prince who now at Tyre Wastes time and doth not fate-given crowns acquire Haste through the aire and tell him this from me His sacred mother promis'd not that he Should such a person prove nor for this cause Was he twice ransom'd from Greeks griping paws But that he should once rule all Italie Italie big with crowns with conquests high And should advance brave Teucers noble race And the whole world under his orders place But if these glories great him nought inflame And that he 's loath to labour for such fame Yet shall the father envie's sonnes renown And must Ascâ—nius loose his Româ—ne crown What means he vvhat 's his hope in a foes lands VVhy his Ausonian race Lavinian strands Neglects he thus Let him to sea here 's all For this I thee my messenger do call Thus Iove His sacred sire he straight obeyes His charge to discharge shakes off all delayes His vvingy shoes of gold he buckles on Which with faire plumes for expedition Bare him aloft quite over sea and land VVith a swift gale Then quick he takes his wand VVith which he calls the hideous soules from hell And others sends to Tartars dungeon fell He gives bereaves sweet sleep from death preserves Therewith he drives the windes and with wing'd nerves Swims through the clustring clouds and now in 's flight Of craggy Atlas tops and sides hath sight Of Atlas whose huge height the heavens doth prop On whose pine-bearing head black clouds do stop And daily's girt oft dasht with winde and rain Thick drifts of snow do on his shoulders drain Then down his aged chin quick flouds do flow VVith frosty ice his beard doth grisly grow Cyllenius fluttering vvings first staid him here And headlong hence to th' vvaves his corps doth beare Much like a bird vvhich 'bout the shores and sides Of fishfull rocks vvith hoverings smoothly glides Above the vvaves about the banks even so Cyllenian Mercurie did to and fro Flutter o're sea and land and vvindes did slice And Libya's sandy shores toucht in a trice His vvingy feet no sooner did alight On Tyrian towers but straight he saw in sight Aeneas forts to raise rooms to repaire And he himself girt vvith a hanger rare With yellow jasper stones like starres bedeckt And a rich sword in cloaths of rich respect A mantle on his corps cast carelesly Which rarely shew'd of Tyrian purple die VVhich gorgeous gifts rich Dido's self had made And in the vveaving threads of gold in-laid Him he encounters thus Dost thou build high Great Carthage towers dost thou uxoriously Settle this citie faire O carelesse minde Of thine affaires a promis'd crown to finde The king of Gods vvhose power shakes earth and heaven Sent me from skies to thee this charge vvas given Thus now to say What buildings dost thou reare What loytring hopes in Libya's land appeare Though thou thy self neglect so glorious fates Though so high honour thee nought animates Yet for high springing young Ascâ—niâ—â— sake Thy hopefull heire Iülus some care take To vvhom faire Iliums crown Romes royall fear As debt are due This said Cylleniâ—â— great Amidst these vvords from mortals view departed And farre from sight into the aire vvas darted But yet this sight Aeneas mad amaz'd Made him stand mute his haire vvith horrour rais'd In staring state burnt vvith desire of flight And quick to leave this land of high delight VVith these fore-vvarnings and the Gods command Stunded Alas vvhat should he take in hand VVith vvhat circumlocutions might he dare This to th' enamoured queen now to declare VVhere might he first begin to break his minde His thoughts now here now there vvere puft like winde In strict distractive parts turn'd all about At last these vvrastling thoughts thus end the doubt Mnestheus Sergestus and Cloanthus vvise He calls to him and closely did advise The fleet to fit his mates to send to shore Arms to provide and this to colour o're VVith some prâ—text himself in the mean while Since his deare Dido knew not of this wile Nor fear'd least fraction in such settled loves Labours accesse to her fit seasons proves Kindely to treat vvith her a gladsome end To gain to his designes They all them bend Swiftly and gladly their due tasks to tend But Dido found oh vvho can love delude Foresaw these guiles and their first motions view'd All stillnes still mistrusts That impious fame Blabbed to her th' increase of furies flame Told her the ships vvere rig'd the voyage vow'd Her deaded heart incens'd she raves aloud Doth madly through the citie drunkardize Even as it is the Bacchanalian guise VVhen at great Bacchus his trienniall sport Rude troops in drunken dances do resort And so solemnize every sacred rite Cithaeron echoning clamours loud by night At last she thus even of her own accord Speaks to Aeneas Faithlesse oh abhor'd And didst thou hope to play the counterfeit And couldst thou vvork so great so grosse a cheat VVouldst thou so slily hence have stoln away Could neither our love nor plighted faith thee stay Nor wofull Dido dying stop thy flight But even in vvinter weathers dangerous plight Thou must to ship and oh hard heart set sail Driven on vvith many a boystrous Northern gale What though thou sought'st no other unknown place Or forrain parts or Troy stood in best case Must thou thy Troy through furious vvaves procure Fly'st thou from me Ah now I thee adjure By these my teares and by thine own right hand Since I poore soule have nought else at command O by our vvedlock nuptiall rites begun If I have well deserv'd by ought yet done Or ought of mine were ever sweet to thee O of my tottering state now tender be If yet my prayers may penetrate thy heart Ah change thy minde oh do not hence depart For thy sake Libyas land and tyrants fierce Of Africa vvould me vvith mischief pierce For thee my Tyrians are vvith me offended For thee my shame my fame 's extinct and blended My fame by which I once was rais'd to th' skie To vvhom dost thou me leave now like to die Ah unkinde guest For now no more I may Thee husband call Why longer do I stay What till Pygmalion all my towns destroy Or till Iarbas captiv'd-me annoy Oh yet at least had I before thy flight Enjoy'd a childe by thee oh if I might Have had a
great Neptune wilt shall beare the bell Yet let it shame us to be last of all Win this brave lads let not that shame be fall Hereat they all most stiffely tug and pull And with their oares strong strokes thick quick full The brassy-poop they shake no land they see They gape for breath all o're most sweatie be And friendly fortune grants wisht victorie For while Sergestus frets and fumes in minde Whiles inmost his foredeck to th' rock's inclinde Unhappie by desire of nearest cut On unseen cliffes his vessell fiercely put The rusht on rocks a ratling noise do make While on sharp snags cleft oares the foredeck strake The boatmen bustle up with clamour stand And hooks and steel-tipt poles they snatch in hand Gathering their split oares floating on the waves Whiles Mnestheus happiâ—i'de with bold out-braves For 's good successe with nimble oares faire gales And full sea-room from sea to shore safe sails Much like a dove soon startled from her nest That in some house or hollow roof took rest Flies forth to field fluttering her wings full fast Quick through the transient aire is nimbly past And with smooth swooping flight doth glide along So Mnestheus so his Pristis from among The utmost waves most clearely cuts his course And seems to flie with rushing furious force And first forsakes Sergestus strugling hard Amongst the rocks by shallows shelfs debar'd Of vain desired help now taught to row With broken oares and now he does outgo Young Gyas and his huge Chimaera foil'd VVhich soon gives way being of his master spoil'd And now at last none but Cloanth remains VVhom to o'retake he duplicates his pains Reduplicates loud clamours All him cheere VVith their skie-cuffing votes as he draws neare Those strive to keep their purchas'd praise and fame Vowing to loose their lives to keep the same Good luck spurres these there 's hope therefore they 'le win And evenly matcht they sure had victours bin Had not Cloanthus fal'n to prayer devout And thus with heav'd-up hands to 's Gods cry'd out Great Gods of sea whose liquid soils I sail If I be victour I 'le without all fail On shore-built altars sacrifice a bull And your due debter forth his midriffe pull And poure on these salt seas with wine good store This said the sea-nymphs whom he did implore All heard him from the bottome of the main Phorci Nereides the Mermaides train Yea old Portunus self with his strong hand Shoving his ship like blast bird-bolt to land She flies full fast and safe i' th' haven doth stand Aeneas then as custome congregates His troops and by a crier demonstrates Cloanthus victour crowns his brows with bayes And gives large gifts true trophies of great praise Three heifers to three ships and wine great store And a large silver talent thence they bore But to the chieftains he chief prizes gave A golden mantle wrought about most brave With faire Meander-like rich purple plates And crinkling folds wherein art personates In curious work the princely lively lad Faire Ganimede like a young hunter clad In woody Ide chasing the skipping deere With dart in 's hand breathing with swift careere Whom thus in 's hooky claws the eagle swift Soaring swoops up and quick to th' skie doth lift His guardians grave to heaven heave hands in vain And all his dogs bark at the clouds amain But him whose worth deserv'd the second place He with a rich-wrought coat of arms did grace Set with gold hooks which he victoriously From Demoleus wan in Troy hard by Swift Simois this he bestows most free A grace a guard to him in arms to be VVhose pond'rous weight two servants scarce could beare But Demoleus did it eas'ly weare And with it chas'd the Trojans in great feare His third gifts were two cauldrons brave of brasse And silver bowls whose workmanship did passe For graven figures faire Thus all rewarded All pleas'd with prizes to their worths afforded Their fronts with roseall headbands bound about Along they passe and passing spied out Sergestes whose best skill and utmost strength Hardly the hard rocks made him 'scape at length His honour sharelesse ship full fraught with shame His oares all lost one rank of rowers lame Much like a snake which crosse the way doth lie Crusht by a wheel suddenly passing by Or by a passenger bruis'd with a stone Sore battered and half kill'd there left alone Long wrigling wreaths doth force in vain to flie One half stares up and puts forth furiouslie Its hissing neck th' other half bruis'd with-holds And in close knots and wreaths its members folds With such weak work his slow ship forward past Yet still sail'd on and got to th' haven at last Aeneas glad to see his ship and mates Comen safe to shore Sergestus decorates With promis'd prize also a maiden faire Skilfull to spin of Cretian linage rare And 'twixt her paps of sucking twins a paire These sea-sports finisht good Aeneas went Into a grassie mead on all sides pent With groves and craggy banks i' th' midst of it A circled plain for theatre most fit Where he with many thousand gallants tended A rare erected throne prince-like ascended Here all that could most swiftly run a race Invited were with praises prizes grace VVhereat Sicilians Trojans all about Euryalus and Nisus first i' th' rout Do thither flock Euryalus most faire A lovely lively youth and Nisus rare An honest modest lad next comes apace Princely Diores of king Priâ—â—s race After him Salius came and Patrâ—n good Th' one of Epire th' others untainted bloud Sprang from Tegeus Then two striplings came Panopes and Helymus of much fame For gallant huntsmen peeres to old Acest And many more whom fame hath not exprest To vvhom i' th' midst of them Aeneas said Heare me brave youths be sure and well apaid Not one of all this rout but gifts shall have I 'le give two glistring Cretian arrows brave Headed vvith steel a silver damaskt bill You all with equall gifts reward I vvill Save the three chief vvho three choice palmes shall have Their heads adorn'd vvith olive-branches brave A gallant horse vvith trappings I 'le bestow Upon the first and on the next also An Amazonian quiver furnisht faire With Thracian shafts hung at a belt most rare And richly wrought with gold and buttened fast With a rich stone The third reward and last Shall be a Grecian helmet This being said They chose their stations and the signe being made They suddenly and swiftly forth do flie Most like a furious storm to th' goal they hie And first most fast leaving them all behinde Runnes nimble Nisus swifter then the vvinde Or flashy lightning And to him the next Ran Salius swift but vvith large distance ' twixt Euryalus vvas third but with some space VVhom Helymus pursu'd with rapid race By vvhom behold Diores fiercely flies And foot by foot close at his shoulders lies And if enough space for the race remain Is like
the best from all the rest to gain And now vvell-nigh they to the goal were got And weary all when Nisus with hard lot The grasse made slippery vvith an heifers bloud Which had been slain there and congealed stood Suddenly slipt just as he skipt for joy Of hoped prize and could not right employ His staggering feet but fell flat on the flore Upon the slimy mud and sacred gore Yet mindefull of the love he ever bore Euryalus he Salius doth oppose Trips up his heels just as himself up rose Who groveling on the sand Euryalus Starts forward and by 's friend victorious Gat the prime place vvith acclamations high And joyfull shouts and 'fore them all doth flie After whom Helym hastes and in third race Diores ran Here in the open face And huge concourse of plebeians and of peeres Supplanted Salius mightie clamours reares And claims his prize forc'd from him by deceit But bashfull teares and partiall favour great And vertue in faire forms most gracious Plead and prevail for young Eâ—ryalâ—s Diores also with loud exclamation Craves his reward and feares his fames frustration In the last prize if Salius have the first But grave Aeneas soon his feare off burst And sayes Brave youths your prizes are your own Your promis'd palmes shall altered be by none Yet let me moan my innocent friends fate This said his Salius he did munerate With a faire lions skin vvith haire most rough And goldy claws vvhich Nisus took in sâ—uffe And said If vanquisht shall be thus rewarded If foil'd be favoured vvhat shall be afforded VVhat proper prize to Nisus will you yeeld VVho did deserve first honour of the field Had not fierce fate as Salius thwarted me And at these words he stoutly lets them see His dirt-bedawbed cloaths besmeared face VVhich made Aeneas loudly laugh apace Then straight he called for the stately targe VVhich Didymaon made both rich and large VVhich once the Greeks to Neptune consecrated And was hung up And then remunerated The noble youth with that most noble prize The race thus run the palmes dispos'd likewise Now sayes Aeneas If there 's any here Strong and couragious let him now appeare And his club-armed arms advance and lift To whom he did allot a twofold gift The conquerour awarded was to have A bull aray'd with gold and garlandâ— brave The conquered a gallant hâ—â—m and sword To him vvell beatâ—n comfort to afford Delay laid by Dares darâ—s first come forth A mighty man whom for his strength and worth The people much applaud for single hâ— Antagonist to Paris us'd to be And he victorious Buten gigantine Who from Bâ—bryoian Amycus great line Deriv'd his race him he at Hectors grave Did fell and foile and 's curelesse death-wound gave Such dauntlesse Dares him i' th' forefront shows Advancing both his big arms as he goes And shoulders broad jerking the aire with blows His like they look for but not one they finde In all the troops to fight with him inclin'd Or take the club in hand triumphant then Hoping to beare the prize from all the men Plac'd at Aeneas feet scorning delayes The bulls horn held in 's left hand thus he sayes Great Goddesse sonne if none dares fight the field What means this stay why to me don 't you yeeld The prize and bid me beare the palmes away And all the Trojan troops the same did say Then grave Acestes calls Entellus great Who next him sate on a green grassy seat And chides him thus Entellus once esteem'd The stoutest of our peeres in vain so deem'd Canst thou be patient and without one blow Suffer such palmes so eas'ly hence to goe VVhere 's now great Eryx our warre-master stout Vainly renown'd vvhere is thy fame spread out Through Sicilie and house adorning spoiles To whom he said No love of land recoiles In me nor thirst of fame enforc'd by feares But my chill bloud and dull declining yeares VVhereby my youthfull powers exhausted be But were it now as it was once with me And as 't is with this Braggadocia bold VVere I so young again nought should with-hold Me from the fight no prize should prick me on No beauteous bull gifts I 'd not stand upon This said two clubs he threw down in their sight Heavy and huge wherewith in such like fight Fierce Eryx us'd to combat with strong hand At sight whereof amaz'd they all did stand To see them stuft with lead and lin'd besides With iron plates cover'd with seven bulls hides Amongst the rest Dares being damped most Stiffely refus'd them maugre former boast Yea great Aeneas poysed with his hands Their weight and up and down rowl'd their huge bands Whereat the aged champion thus did say What if you all had seen that furious fray Fought in these parts vvith great Alcides arms And these our clubs vvherewith in fierce alarms Thy kinsman Eryx formerly had fought Stain'd still thou seest with bloud and brains dasht out Wherewith he haughty Hercules vvithstood Which I my self have us'd in youthfull bloud VVhen yet gray haires in emulous old age Did not my head o'respread nor valour swage But if Troyes Dares these our arms denie And good Aeneas and Acest complie Me to excuse who me first mov'd thereto Let 's match our weapons I remit to you Eryx his clubs feare not and lay you by Your Trojan clubs This said immediately He doffs his double coat from 's shoulders wide And his huge bodies bulk all present ey'd His mightie bones strong sinews naked be Thus giant-like most tall and stout stood he Then grave Aeneas equall clubs chose out And vvell-mach't vveapons bound their hands about Straight hand to hand and foot to foot both stand And fearelesse each aloft lifts up his hand And banging blows make each ones head bend back Fiercely they fight and each gives thwack for thwack He nimbler skips about in youthfull heat This keeps his standing with his limbes most great Yet moves his trembling legs but faint and slow And like one sick he thick doth breathe and blow Thus though in vain with might and main they fight VVith toyling foiling cuffes each other smite And beat and bang about each others hides And make redoubled thwacks sound on their sides About their eares their hasty hands do flie Whose thumps their chaps make chatter gnashingly Thus great Entellus stiffely stands it out VVith watchfull eyes observes the blows about And viewing voids Dares industriously Like one which scales a town with engines high Or with stout troops begirt a castle strong Now this way that way every way doth long By fraud or fierce assaults a breach to make But all in vain he all this toile doth take For strong Entellus roused up doth lift Aloft his rough right hand which Dares swift Foresees and shuns the furious falling blow And with a nimble skip avoids it so Whereby Entellus frustrate beats the winde Whose mark thus mist his heavie corps inclinde Prone to the earth with furie of the
appeare above the main Leviathans most huge old Glaucus train Mankinde Palaemon nimble Tritons thick And foamy Phorcus his attendants quick The left hand Thetis and the Mermaids keep Nisaeë Spio all sea-nymphs that sleep And love to live in waves Aeneas here His drooping thoughts with joy doth now re-cheare And bids his men their masts to raise with speed To stretch their sails Whereto they all proceed Their feet and force their hands and heart conjoyn To th' larboard or to th' starboard to incline Their sail-yards then they winde unwinde again All things concurre to make them sail amain But primely Palinurus guides them all All bend their course to his least beck or call And now was midnight neare when all took rest Spread on hard hatches thus from toyling ceast VVhen as soft sleeps slipt down from starrie skies And glancing through th' aires darknes way discries To pitch on thee poore harmlesse Palinure On thee to force sad sleep who sat'st secure Presenting to thee thy friend Phorbas face And speaking thus to thee in dreaming case See Iasian Palinure the very tide Makes thy ship sail faire gales it friendly guide Here 's time to rest lay down thy head and sleep And I for thee thy stern will carefull keep To whom vvith drowsie eyes sayes Palinure Wouldst thou me make in calmie seas secure And in faire streams fallacious dreams to trust And great Aeneas on false blasts to thrust With skies faire face have I so oft been gull'd For this This said his helm more close he pull'd Keeps fast his hold on 's starres fast fixt his eyes But now behold this God of sleep from skies Whisks a vvet branch of soporiferous dew Whose Stygian strength he o're his eye-brows threw Which soon his rowling eyes with sleep o'relaid Whos 's first loose lids on sudden nod scarce made When to himself the helm too closely stay'd He pulls the poop aside the rudder brast And over-board i' th' sea he 's headlong cast Crying for help unto his mates in vain And then this sleep-god flies to th' skies again The fleet for all this sails in safety By Neptunes promise in security And now Sirenes rigid rocks drew neare VVhich with huge heaps of bones did white appeare And then farre off the rocks rough roares they heard VVhen grave Aeneas from his sleep up-rear'd Perceiv'd their master lost the fleet to stray Himself by night the pilots part did play Lamenting much his old deare friends decay Ah too too credulous of sea and skie Deare Palinure in unknown sands must lie An end of the fifth book of Virgils Aeneïds THE ARGUMENT of the sixth book Aeneas safe at Cuma's lands By Sibyll strange things understands Misenus found and buried there From whom the hill its name doth beare The Gods appeas'd a branch of gold He beares along His course doth hold By Sibyls guide t' Avernus lake Knows Palmure great care does take To comfort Dido there being found Sees Deïphobus cruell wound Sibyll him shows the pains of hell Anchises meets him knows him well Rare things of Rome to him relates Which done he thence returns to 's mates THose weeping words so uttered swift he sails And gets to Cumas coasts with prosperous gales Foredecks they winde from sea sharp anchours tie Their settled ships which 'bout th◠shores do lie Out leap their nimble youth with high desire Of Latium land Some seek for sparks of fire Hid in hard flints some range the woods about The wilde-beasts dennes fresh springs and flouds finde out But good Aeneas to the towers did hie Where great Apollo hath supremacie The dungeon dark and cells of Sibyll grave To whom a heart and minde Apollo gave Inspir'd with wisedome future things to know Then to Diana's groves guilt rooms they go Fame sayes when Daedalus from Creet did flie On wax-swift wings he boldly flew i' th' skie To the cold North gliding by uncouth way On Cumas turrets he at last did stay Here first ariving safe great Phoebus he Offered his wings built temples faire to thee Upon whose gates Androgeus death doth stand And how oh woe th' Athenians by command Seven sonnes and daughters yeare by yeare did slay There pots for drawing lots behold we may Above the sea their Candy countrey's seen And there was pourtray'd Pasiphäe the queen And by her stood her loathsome love a bull With whom by art her lust was serv'd at full Whose monstrous mixture foulely did produce A two-form'd Minotaure of base abuse A monstrous monument That house was here Whose Labyrinthick labour did appeare In its amazing maze But Daedalus Pitying the queens love most notorious Found out the houses sleights Meanders strange Led by a threed through all the crooks did range And thou O Icarus hadst had great share Had not grief hindred in this work so rare Twice he assay'd thy fate in gold to paint And twice i' th' work thy fathers hand did faint Yea all those famous facts they had survay'd Had not Achates sent before them stayd And with him Deiphobe brought no lesse Apollo's and Diana's Prophetesse Who thus sayes to the king This time requires No pleasing spectacles to th' eyes desires But now out of thy droves seven heifers faire Go sacrifice and seven good sheep prepare According to old wont This to him said Her holy hests Aeneas straight obey'd The Trojans then she to th' huge temple calls Into a cave cut out o' th' mightie walls Of Cumas mount an hundred wayes most wide Leading thereto an hundred doores beside Where hundred voices roare Sibylls replies To th' porch they came when as the virgin wise Sayes Now 's the time the fates decrees to know Here 's God ah see the God! who saying so Her visage straight was changed at the doore And her complection was not as before Her haire did stare her heart did pant with feare Strange extasies her swelling thoughts did reare She greater personage seems no voice humane She seems to have since she did neare remain Unto the Gods great power therewith inspir'd And stand'st thou still sayes she when prayer 's requir'd Trojan Aeneas stand'st thou still I say Shall not these fearefull rooms till thou dost pray Ope their wide mouths This having said she ceast Straight on the Trojans trembling feare increast Then thus the king humbly did supplicate Great Phoebus who dost still commiserate Troyes tedious toiles who Paris hand didst guide And mad'st his shaft to pierce Achilles side By whom so many land-enclosing seas I entred have and passed with sweet ease And through most farre remote Moroco lands Through many deep and dangerous quick-sands And now at last in shrinking Italie Have safe ariv'd and hitherto past by The various fortunes which have us still tended O now 't is time your indignation ended Great Gods and Goddesses whom Ilium brave And glorious Dardan much provoked have And thou most sacred priest which dost foresee Future events grant for I ask of thee But kingdomes due by destinies
consent Us Trojans rest in Latiums continent And to Troyes wandring Gods who with us went Then I 'le to Phoebus and Diana raise Faire marble temples and t' Apollo's praise Make dayes of triumphs and within our state Thee as our God we all will venerate And here thine anxious oracles I 'le place Thy secret sacred rhymes my nations grace To thee faire priest choice men I 'le consecrate Onely in leaves do not thy rhymes relate Lest puft with windes they fluttering flie away And thus he ends Speak thou thy self I pray But here the priest pelting impatiently Wrathfully rag'd at Phoebus deity Within the cave if she could from her breast Shake off the Gods great power which her supprest And which so much the more did curb and tame Her madding mouth her fierce heart fitly frame And now the temples hundred mightie doores Ope of themselves by orizons the roares Of Sibylls answers thus the aire do beat O thou who hast escapt seas dangers great Yet still on land farre greater thee attend The Trojans shall then let this care here end Into Lavinus realms arive but there They 'le soon repent warres warres full fraught with feare And Tyber foaming streams of bloud I see Ah Simois and Xanthus there shall be And second Grecian camps there thou shalt finde A new Achilles of as fierce a minde Born of a Goddesse great yea Iuno fierce Will still the Trojans with much anguish pierce When thou in straits shalt be what nations great What Latian towns shalt not thou lowly entreat A nother harbour'd wife will cause this smart A forrain wedlock on the Trojans part Yet shrink not for these ills but stouter be For the first hope thou 'lt scarcely credit me Of comfort wherewith fortune will thee crown Shall surely issue from a Grecian town Thus from her cell Cumaean Sibyll sings Ambiguous ambages the cloyster rings With the shrill sound thereof in most dark strains Wrapping up truths with such o'reruling rains Apollo's spurres her furious stirres restrains As soon as ere her rage began to cease And her mad mouth began to be at peace Noble Aeneas thus begins to say Faire virgin no new stirres thou dost display No strange unheard of change unknown to me All these in heart long since I did foresee This one thing I desire since men relate That hard by is th' infernall kings wide gate And Acherontine darksome plashie lake O may I enter for my fathers sake To see his lovely face Open I pray Those dreadfull doores and lead me the right way Him I through flames and thousand fluttering darts Bore on my back and sav'd from hostile smarts With me he went with me all seas he sail'd All storms where with skies seas shores us assail'd Beyond his strength and lot he feebly bore He when I hither came charg'd me before That humbly I should pray for free accesse Into thy courts faire ladie now expresse Compassion to the father and the sonne For by thy power what ere thou wilt is done Nor thee in vain hath Hecate set thus Over Avernus groves If Orpheus With 's Thracian harp and rarely sounding voice His wifes soule could regain with longed choice If Pollux could by death alternately His brother free go come most frequently What talk I now of Hercules most strong Of Theseus stout even I my self belong To mightie Ioves high race This being said He held the altar then the priestly maid Did thus reply Brave Trojan born most high The way to hell is found most easily Pluto's black gate stands open night and day But to return and thence finde heavens hard way O here 's the toile this is a work indeed â—ew can do this and they of heavenly breed And such as are belov'd of Iove most just Whose vertues rare to th' skies exalt them must Dark woods black flouds the midwayes overspread Yet if thy minde be with such longing led To swimme twice over Styx twice to behold Tartars dark dennes and that thou art so bold So hard a task so free to take in hand Then what thou first must do now understand In huge wood shades there is a golden tree Whose leaves and tender twigs all golden be To faire Proserpina being consecrated VVhich by the whole thick wood is obumbrated And with dark dikes and banks immur'd about But none can under earth get in or out Till he a branch of that gold tree obtain VVhich must to faire Proserpina remain As her choice gift A first branch pull'd away Another sprig springs out of gold most gay Then search it seriously which when you spie Carefully crop it for if destinie Intend thee to befriend 't will follow faire With a slight slip if not no toil or care Can break the branch no ax it loose or lop Besides there lies upon the earths bare top Thy friends unburied corps alas thou sure Knowest it not whose smell none can endure Through all thy fleet then whiles thou here dost stay To ask deep counsell take his corps away And lay him in his grave and with thee take Fat beasts thy first black sacrifice to make So shalt thou Styâ—â—â—n groves behold at last And hard-found courts which yet no mortals past This said to silence she her lips confin'd Aeneas he goes on with carefull minde His eyes fast fixt on ground the cave forsaken By thousand thoughts of strange events o'retaken With whom his trustie kinde Achates went To share with him in all hard straits full bent Thus as they passe much various talk they finde What corps t'interre she meant what dead friend kinde And going on they on dry-land did spie Misenus good slain most unworthily Misenus nobly born then whom was none A braver bolder trumpeter ere known With expert art t' inflame mens hearts to fight In whom great Hector rarely did delight Made him his mate for in his battells brave With speare and trump he did him well behave But when Achilles victour vanquished His Hector deare he forthwith followed Trojan Aeneas as his noble mate To no lesse fame himself t' associate But once when on an hollow rock by chance He unadvis'dly did his trump advance And with shrill notes did seem to vindicate The sea-nymphs Triton him did emulate And if we may beleeve it in disdain Precipitately in the foamy main Drown'd him amongst the rocks They all therefore A bout the corps his fatall end deplore Chiefly Aeneas then without delay They Sibylls charge to discharge haste away And weeping went to work to fell down trees A grave pile to erect which by degrees Should touch the skies To an old wood they go Where fierce wilde beasts did lurk there down they throw Firre-trees and beech resounding hatchets blow Ash-trees and oaks they cut and cleave with wedges And from the hills huge elms they rowl on sledges· Aeneas chiefly all their works o'reviews Prayes them to ply it nor doth he refuse To work with them yet whiles in his sad breast He ruminates
renowned prince doth yonder stand Crown'd with a sacred olive-branch oh now I know him by 's gray haires on beard and brow Even noble Numa the first Romane king Who shall establish laws and make Rome spring From a poore land by simple Sabines aid Unto a mightie monarchie firm laid Whom Tullus shall succeed his men to make Their lazie lives to leave arms up to take And wonted triumphs now again to gain Next him shall rise Ancus with ampler train Too much affecting popularity And if thou wilt hither reflect thine eye And see the kingly Tarquines haughty heart And Brutus acting the revengers part Shall first accept the consuls dignity VVith bundles born and axes fatally This father first his own sonnes shall destroy Raising rebellions to the states annoy And slay them for his countrey liberty Unhappie howsoe're posterity May elevate and much commend the same O'recome with 's countreys love and thirst of fame See there where Decii Drusi stately stand And fierce Torquatus with his ax in 's hand And brave Camillus stoutly doth regain Romes ensignes lost But that most royall twain Whom thou seest glistring in like-arms most plain And now seem loving soules kept in deep shades Ah! what fierce warres with slicing bloudy blades Shall they raise up when once they rise to life What battells shall they fight what stintlesse strife The fath'r in law passing th' Alps altitude The sonne in law with 's Eastern multitude In battell ray Not so deare sonne not so Use not uncivil civil-warres of woe T'embrew your honour'd hands in countreys bloud And thou O thou Câ—sarean sonne most good Great seed of Iove sprung from a sacred line With such foule warres stain not those hands of thine The Capitoll he shall triumphant take And in hiâ— chariot make Corinthus quake The Grecians slain he Argos shall subdue And trample down proud Agamemnons crew And victour vanquish Pyrrhus self most strong Armipotent Achilles lay along And thus old Troyes great wrongs revenge shall have And Pallases polluted temple brave And who can thee grave Cato here omit Or of couragious Cossus silent sit Of Gracchus great those two rare Scipios Warre wondrous thunder-bolts to Carthage woes Fabricius mightie in his mean estate Serranus plow-man yet Romes potentate VVhy am I tyr'd to tell of Fabius grâ—â—t That mightie man whose wisedome to retreat And grave cunctation shall Romes wrack repaire Some for their skill in brazen statutes rare Some able I think hard marbles so to cut And carve as if they life had in them put Some famous for facundous oratorie Some for the Math'maticks deserving glorie But thou rare Romane rule with might and right Let this be thy chief art thy choice delight To plant good laws in peace to use most kinde Good subjects but to curb the haughty minde Thus grave Anchises and to their more wonder Behold sayes he mightie Marcellus yonder How he with spoiles most richly loaded goes And all transcending him great victour shows He he shall Rome from ruines re-advance Curb and crush Carthage and subdue all France A third time shall to Iove in sacrifice Hang up the captive arms his Martiall prize And here Aeneas for he saw in 's sight A lovely lively youth in armour bright But with a heavy look and cast-down eye Sayes Father pray who 's that in 's company His sonne or some of his renowned race VVhat noise they make see his most portly pace VVhy do such dark black mists his head so hide To whom Anchises weeping thus repli'de Deare sonne long not to know thy countreys woe The fates this childe to th' world will onely show And onely so Rome sure seem'd too too great To you high Gods if her imperiall seat Had been perpetuall O what sighs and cries Shall by his death unto great Rome arise I' th' field of Mars what frequent funeralls Shalt thou swift Tyber in thy fluent falls Behold as thou dost by his new grave glide Nâ—'re shall a sprig sprung from our Trojan side Exalt Italian ancestours so fairely Nor Rome triumph in any race so rarely Alas for his connative pietie Alas for faith spread by antiquitie And Martiall spirit what do these avail Who unreveng'd durst him in arms assail And or on horse or foot durst him encounter But he was ever found his farre surmounter Ah prince to be deplor'd if fates decree Hard fates thou scape thou shalt Marcellus be O give me now handfulls of lilies faire And let me strew with store of violets rare Those odoriferous gifts about the grave Though all in vain of this our kinsman brave Thus in these sad complaints they stray about And prie and spie all in those fields throughout And when Anchises all to 's sonne had shown And fire of future fame in 's heart had blown At last he shews what battells he must fight Latinus towns Italians warre-like might And how to beare or forbeare hazards all Which could or should i' th' future him befall There are sayes he two dormitive great gates Th' one made of horn as fame to us relates By which true spirits have a passage right Th' other of elephantine ivorie bright But false and fictious dreams soules this way send When thus Anchises did his conference end Both to his sonne and to the Sibyll grave Through th' ivorie gate he them free passage gave He hastes to 's fleet revisits his old friends And to Cateta's port his course he bends Where they with joy their anchours all do cast And there the fleet at shore is fixed fast An end of the sixth book of Virgils Aeneïds THE ARGUMENT of the seventh book Caieta dead here buried lies Aeneas to Laurentum hies Which he did plainly understand By his Ascanius was the land By fates assign'd Then straight he sent An hundred legates eloquent With presents to Latinus great A peace and pardon to intreat The king with peace doth them dispatch And for his daughter makes a match Juno displeas'd Alecto's sent From hell i'th'peace to make a rent A wounded stagge breeds all the jarre Confederates fit themselves for warre ANd thy death nurse Caieta in this strand Eternally hath memoriz'd our land And now thine honour there thy bones and name Great Italie maintains If this thy fame May ought enlarge but her due obsequies Rightly perform'd her grave made high to rise Seas smooth and calm Aeneas hoyst up sails And left the port with prosperous nightly gales Nor did dame Luna's light impeach their pace But made a shivering shine on seas surface Thus Circes next adjacent shores they slice Where Sols rich daughters daily songs entice In groves unpassable where she by night In her proud palace burneth fires most bright Of odoriferous cedar watchfully With nimble spindle spinning curiously Hence we might heare by night fierce lions roare Strugling in rage against the bonds they bore Wilde beares and bristly boares rage in their stie And shapes of mighty wolves howl hideously Whom furious Circe by her sorcerie And
distract Thou thou alone must wed thy virgine faire For unto thee small ivie javelings rare They beare about thou lov'st they say to dance And sacred haires thine altars to advance Like-furious madnesse does possesse the waves To leave their own to seek new dwelling drives Their dangling haire necks bare they spread to th' windes And some loud howlings raise with trembling mindes And clad in skins vine-lances beare about The queen her self in mid'st of all the rout Bearing a flaming pine-tree tunes her voice To Turnus and her daughters marriage choice Yet suddenly with frowning bloud-red eyes Ho mothers maids and wives aloud she cries Who-e're she be that pity yet retains When poore unhappie Amata complains Who-ever tenders tender mothers grief Unlace your head-attires afford relief Advance with me my Bacchanalian rites Thus in the woods with madded frantick frights Through damping deserts fierce Alecto had Stung and stirr'd up the queen with passions mad Who for this first time now seem'd fir'd enough To give all first contracts a counter-cuffe The hellish hag therefore with frightfull wings Straight to the walls of Rutuls kingdome flings Which city first Danae was said to build And with Acrision colonies it fill'd Driven there on land by tempests violent Antiquitie did call that continent Ardea and still it is great Ardea nam'd But once it was by fortune much more fam'd Here great king Turnus in his palace faire In the dark night slept sweetly void of care And here Alecto doffes her frowning face And is transform'd into an old-wives case And her old brows with aged furrows plowes And weares white haires close coifs and olive-boughs Seems Calybe great Iuno's sexton old And priest of her faire temple to behold And to the princely youth thus comes and sayes Brave Turnus wilt thou suffer thy assayes And many labours to be spent in vain Shall Trojan strangers thee supplant and reigne The king denies thee marriage dowrie due By birth and bloud seeks a successour new To rule his realms Go thou thus laught to scorn Now cast thy self on thanklesse dangers born Go slay the Tyrrheans Latines rule in rest These things since thou didst all in sleep digest All-potent Iuno bid me tell thee plain Rise therefore quick thy souldiers muster train Arm arm them all to all thy havens make haste And let those Trojan captains all be chas'd And burn their barks which ' boutfaire Tyber lie Thy warrant 's good confirmed from on high And let king Latines self if he refuse To grant thee marriage kindely thee to chuse Feel thy fierce force and utmost Martiall might Here the brave spark the southsayer seem'd to sleght And thus reply'd I 'm not as you suppose So unacquainted how this businesse goes Their ships in Tyber left affright me not I know queen Iuno hath us not forgot But over thee old beldame old-wives tales And doting doubts too much in vain prevails And kings affaires thee with false feares do flout There 's work enough for thee to look about And tend thy temple thy Gods image faire Leave peace and warre unto the warriers care These words Alecto made with rage to burn But whiles the prince did him to prayers turn A sudden trembling all his joynts possest His sight grew dimme fierce snakes much din exprest With raging hissings frightfull visages Him staying praying her her wrath t' appease She forced back with flames his eyes do stare And two choice snakes she plucked from her haire Lasht him therewith and thus in rage she rails Behold thy beldame with her old-wives tales Whom kings affaires do with false feares so flout Mark these thy words See me come from the rout Of hellish furies bearing in my hand Both warre and death This said a flaming brand She at the prince with rage and furie flings Which in his heart with quenchlesse burning stings Fierce feare did straightd isturbe the princes sleep A sudden sweat o're all his corps doth creep Arms arms in rage he cries and strives to finde Mad heat of warres and jarres enflame his minde Furie foams up much like a cauldron great Which makes huge bubling noise with boyling heat By store of flaming sticks whose crackling fire The seething liquor swells and boyles up higher The scumme about the cauldrons brims contends And into th' aire black foam and froth ascends Choice youths therefore unto Latinus came Their peace-infringer warres for to proclaim To safegard Italie t' expell their foes Or else he would with potent power oppose Trojans and Latines both These words thus spoke His Gods he did to his high votes invoke Then straight the stout Rutulians to the fight Do one another readily incite His beauty brav'ry this man stimulates His kingly kindred that man provocates His former famous facts a third doth spurre Whiles Turnus thus to arms his men doth stirre Alecto lewd to th' Trojans flies full fast For her new tricks fit place she spies at last Where brave Iülus was about the shore Busily hunting some wilde beare or bore And here hells hagge a sudden foile infus'd Into the dogs and much their sent abus'd With fierce pursuit to prosecute that deere Which did the first cause of much ill appeare And to fierce broiles the rustick clowns did steere A high-horn'd stately stagge was tamely bred By Tyrrhus children from the damme so fed This Tyrrhus from Latinus had the charge To keep his deere in parks and forrests large Their sister Sylvia deare that deere kept trim And on his horns with flowres adorned him And comb'd his locks and kept him clean and slick And he to hand would come and meat would pick Out of his masters hand and forth would stray Into the woods yet finde the readie way Unto his masters house though late at night Iülus dogs had of him sudden sight And at him flew as he was wandring there Cooling his heat in woods and waters cleare Ascanius also who did fame affect A sharp shaft from his bow did straight direct Nor did fate fail to help the mark to hit But through his paunch the whistling arrow split The hart pierc'd neare the heart homeward made haste And with deep groans him in 's known stable plac'd And like one mourning seem'd much to complain And every room his bleedings did retain Sad Sylvia first the sister beats her breasts Cries out for help the rusticks rude requests To come together They for yet i' th' wood The mischief lurking lay not understood Rashly run to her this brings in his hands A knottie clubbe that with bright fier-brands Is stoutly arm'd each one what first he findes Snaps up Wrath armeth peevish testy mindes Tyrrhus calls troops also as he was cleaving Oaks in foure parts them with stiffe wedges reaving His ax snatcht up in furious puffe and snuffe Here then the hellish hagge sate high enough To spie this mischiefs opportunitie And from the ridges of the stables high A past'rall summons on her horn she sounds Whose ratling noise i' th'
He could not cure that wound nor to that grief His soporiferous charms could yeeld relief Nor herbs that grow on Marsian mountains high For thee Angitias woods weep wofully For thee cleare flouds and lakes do mourn and crie Hippolytus brave sonne young Virbius came Unto these warres a man of Martiall fame Whom full of glorie nurs'd in savage woods Of faire Aegeria neare Hymettia's flouds Where great Diana's full fraught altars are With pleasing and appeasing offrings faire Aritia his most aâ—gust mother sent For thus 't is said after with ill intent Hippolytus by 's step-dame slaunderous train Being by his father most unjustly slain By horses drawn in pieces through the care Of great Diana and the cunning rare Of Aesculapius was reviv'd again But mightie Iove hereat took high disdain That any mortall man such power should have To raise a man to life from 's fatall grave With thunder-smart he smote the authors rare Of such great art Whereat Diana faire Hippolytus preserv'd him closely gave To faire Aegeria him i' th' woods to save Where he unknown i' th' groves of Italie Spent his remaining dayes in privacie Him now therefore they fiâ—ly Virbius name As who should say he twice a man became Hence therefore horn-hooft horses are deny'de About Diana's sacred groves to ' bide For from those shores sea-monsters do affright Both horse and riders putting them to flight But yet his sonne that us'd great horse to ride In 's chariot came to th' warres with Martiall pride But chiefly Turnus self amongst the best Of stately stature him to th' warres addrest Arm'd Capape by 's head then all more tall Upon whose hairie helm did seem to crawl A fierce Chimaera breathing flames of fire The more it rag'd and flashes did expire The more the field was fill'd with bloudy mire Upon his shield in gold was pourtrayed Iö into an ox transfigured O'regrown with haire but no horns on her pate The storie would be tedious to relate Of her and Argus with his hundred eyes Her keeper who did o're her tyrannize And now her father Inachus pour'd out A floud from 's golden pitcher all about A cloud of clustring footmen followed fast Whose armed armies clouds of dust up cast With them brave Grecian youth Aruncus bands Rutulus powers ancient Sicanus hands Sacrana's troops Labicians all proof shields Tybers banks dwellers came into the fields And they which dwell by Numacks sacred shores And on Cirâ—aean hill and all the Bores Which plough Rutulian tops and Anxur's train Where mightie Iove doth ever Patron reigne Woody Feronia where Satyra lyes With blackish streams where Vfens swiftly hies And hides it self in sea And with these came Camilla queen of Volscia of rare fame Leading strong troops of horse and footmen brave Glistring in arms her self she did behave Most like a warlike woman stout and stern Nor did she of Minerva list to learn To handle flax and distaffe but was strong Warres to endure and in swift races long T'outstrip the rapid windes and nimbly she On tops of untoucht standing corn could flee And ne're presse down the tender eares i' th' race Or o're the swelling waves could run a pace In midst o' th' sea yet scarcely should her heel Or sole o' th' foot seas superficies feel All men and maids ran forth of doores to see And with amazement to behold how she In most majestick and most Martiall guise Riding about her troops most bravely ties Her royall purple robes on shoulders light And with gold buttons did her haire unite And at her back a Lycian quiver wore And in her hand a strong steel speare she bore An end of the seventh book of Virgils Aeneïds THE ARGUMENT of the eighth book King Turnus from Laurentums tower Sounds warres alarm sends for more power To Diomede by Venulus Who shews the cause most hazardous Aeneas by advise divine With King Euander doth combine Who lends him aid and sends his sonne By angrie fates in fight undone And now Aeneas fitted faire For warre and with a harnesse rare Procured by his mother deare His fates and fortunes do him cheere His arms do much delight his heart Chiefly his shields admired art AS soon as Turnus from Laurentums fort Flags of defiance hung forth made report Of open warre with trumpets trembling sound As soon as horse and foot fierce arms had found Their hearts forthwith are flam'd all Latium strong In hot spurr'd hasty troops together throng Th' unbridled youths with hairebrain'd rage are led Captain Messapus Vfens first makes head Mezentius great God-scorner next makes haste Collects his powers layes all the countrey waste Venulus to great Diomede was sent To ask his aid to shew their discontent Namely that Troy built nests in Italie Aeneas and his conquered deitie With all his fleet was on their borders brought And must forsooth Italia's king be thought And that by fates decree To which effect Great power to th' Trojans do themselves connect That his great fame o're-spread all Latiums land And what strange structure may he take in hand If fates befriend him what event may he Expect from this great warre 't is plain to see That he through Turnus and Latinus lands At Diomedes crown spreads forth his hands And these were now Italia's faire affaires Which Troyes brave prince o'rewhelm'd with flouds of cares Soundly survayes his thoughts here there revolving Distractively thinks this that nought resolving Like as the quivering shadow of the sunne In a brasse pan of water quick doth run By sunnes or moons most radiant rayes inspection And flutters all about with quick reflection Now high i' th' aire it nimbly leaps and skips And suddenly to tops of houses whips And now 't was night when toile-repelling rest O're all the earth men birds and beasts possest When grave Aeneas in the open aire Lay on a bank perplext with his warfare Whom thus repos'd and laid in slumber sweet Faire Tybers God himself doth kindely greet And from the poplar leaves the aged sire Seem'd to ascend cloath'd in gray grave attire Of a sail-vail his head array'd with reeds Thus courteously to comfort him proceeds Great offspring of the Gods by whom old Troy And everlasting Pergame we enjoy From foes preserv'd O thou long lookt for peere To all Laurentums land and Latines deare Here 's thy sure seat here thou thy Gods shalt place Depart not hence nor feare foes threatning face Heavens former furie now is laid aside And now think not vain dreams do thee deride Thou shalt the mightie white sow great espie With thirrie pigs under the oak-roots lie Upon the ground sucking the sowes teats white And there 's thy cities seat thy toiles delight And hence 't is sure that thy Ascanius shall Within these thirtie yeares build Alba's wall And from that noble name that countrey call I speak but what I know now by what course What yet remains thou victour mayst enforce Observe it and I will it briefly show Th'
second courses meet And load the board with store of juncates sweet The singing Salii then stood round about With poplar boughs their heads adorn'd set out The young men here the old men there were seated And Hercules his praise in songs repeated And all his famous facts First how with ease His stepdames snakes he with both hands did squease And strangle dead And how he did destroy Brave cities strong Oechalia and old Troy How in king Eurystheus troublous land A thousand toils by Iuno's fierce command He underwent How thou unconquered knight Didst ruinate by thy resistlesse might Those cloud-begotten mongrell Centâ—ures great Hylaeus and foule Pholus and didst beat Yea kill the Cretan Minotaure most fierce And a huge lion mortally didst pierce Upon Nemea's banks Thou hideous hell Didst make to tremble and hells porter fell Lurking in 's bloudy den on bones half gnawn Who by thy might was from his kennell drawn Nor could mis-shapen shapes thee once affright No nor Typhoeus self with armed might Nor wast thou then of wit and worth devoid When Lerna's dragon fiercely thee annoy'd With horrid heaps of heads All hail therefore Thou sonne of Iove with Gods whom we adore Accept us and our gifts propitious be And thus his praise in layes they sang most free But Cacus den they chiefly memorize And how from Cacus mouth the fire out flies And all the woods and hills and dales resound This famous fact of Hercules renown'd These sacrifices done all now retreat Unto the town the king in state compleat Full of grave yeares went on and on each side Aeneas and his sonne with him abide And thus he past and past the time in talk And good Aeneas wonders as they walk And glanc'd his eyes about on every sight Affected with each place full of delight He questions every object and must know How every ancient monument did grow Then king Euander Romes great founder said In these woods Pauni and faire wood-nymphs stay'd And kindes of men of trunks of trees begot And of hard oaks whom nature did allot No nurture good nor customes commendable And working oxen how to use unable Riches to get or got to keep unskill'd And heps and haws and hunted cheere them fill'd Old Saturn first came from Olympus high Shunning Ioves power banisht from 's emperie He those untutour'd people stragling wide About the woods and mountains beautifi'de He gave them laws call'd their land Italie For there he liv'd in long securitie Under whose rule and regiment most sage Was then as men report the golden age In such sweet peace he did them regulate Till by degrees times did degenerate And a more vitious age began to reigne And bloudie broiles and greedinesse of gain Then came Ausonia's powers and nations strange And faire Saturnus lands name oft did change Then kings came in and Tybers torrent main From whose surname the river did retain That name by us Italians having quite Lost the true name of Albula most white I exil'd from my land did float along In seas extremities till fortune strong And fierce resistlesse fate did fix me here Mov'd by monitions of my mother deare Goddesse Carmenta and Apollo wise Whose oracles thereto did me advise Scarce said he thus when walking on in state He shew'd her tombe and Romes Carmentall gate Which men in honour of Carmentis faire A Goddesse nymph and prophetesse most rare Erected had who first did sing the praise Of famous Trojans to ensuing dayes And noble Pallantâ—uâ— And shew'd us The mightie wood which warlike Romulus Made a safeguarding sanctuarie faire And on a rock the Lupercall most rare Of Lycean Pan unto him consecrated And in th' Arcadian custome dedicated Beside he shew'd Argilets cursed grove And 'gainst the place disgrace protest by Iove Of faithlesse Argus his injurious guest Hence to Tarpeia's towre he us addrest And the now rarely guilded Capitol Which once with shadie shrubs being covered all Excessive feare of that affrighting place Did terrifie the hearts o' th' Bores most base Even then they gave the rock and grove great grace This grove sayes he this bushie hill so steep Some God but who uncertain 't is did keep Th' Arcadians think they Iove himself did see When oft fierce storms and crackling thunder he Made flie about the skie Besides behold These two demolisht towns the fragments old And rude remains of ancient men of fame Old Ianus this Saturn did th' other frame Ianiculum was this Saturnia that And thus along they past with this kinde chat To poore Euanders buildings where they view About the Romane courts a scattered crew Of cattell 'bout the edifices faire Thus when they did unto his court repaire This court sayes he great Hercules did hold This palace him receiv'd Brave guest be bold To spurn at worldly pelf thy self to show Like a great God not scorning fortunes low He ceast and brave Aeneas he brought in Into his court of princely state most thin Plac'd him upon a leafie quilted bed With a fierce Libyan beere-skin overspread Dark night rusht down whose black wings earth did hide But Venus as a mother terrifi'de And at Italia's troops sorely perplext And with Laurentums threats in minde much vext Thus from her golden bed to Vulcan speaks And in love-charming words thus silence breaks Whiles Grecian kings with warres well wasted Troy And for mens fires did her faire towres destroy I sought no succour for those wofull men No arms nor art of thine to help them then Nor thee my dearest love could I in vain Nor thy rare skill to exercise constrain Though much I ought to Priams sonnes relief And my Aeneas toiles cost me much grief Now Rutuls land by Ioves command him holds Me therefore now sweet heart thy love embolds To supplicate I onely arms do crave A mother for her childe Dame Thetis brave And faire Aurora could thee move with teares My dearest heart see see what frighting feare What troops are mustred cities up are shut Sharpning their horns at me and mine to but. She ceast and with her snowie arms most white About the neck she clasps him soft and light He seems to shrink she clings and toyes the more He on a sudden felt loves honey-rore Soak in and wonted flames to heat his heart And to o'respread his bones and every part Much like fierce thunder from clouds rumbling ript VVhen flashie flames through th' aire have nimbly skipt· She gladlie found her fraud and face most faire T' have pierc'd her husbands heart and cur'd her care Then father Vulcan bound in loves sweet chains Reply'd and said Sweet soule what thee constrains To use such farre fetcht phrases unto me Sweet Goddesse where 's thy trust 'twixt me and thee Alas deare heart had former care been so Even then we might have armed Troy from wo. Nor Iupiter nor fates Troyes blisse deny'd But Priam might yet other ten yeares ' bide Now if thou wilt to warre if here th' art bent VVhat e're my
of arms from thee to see and know And from his childehood thy rare parts t' admire And as the present case doth now require Two hundred brave Arcadian horsemen strong All chosen youths I give to go along Pallas in 's own name likewise does the same Scarce to an end of 's words the king yet came And that Aeneas and Achates kinde Their eyes fixt on the ground their troubled minde Full of afflicting thoughts vvhen suddenly Faire Cytherea in a serene skie Gave them a signe for why a sudden sight In th' open aire of wondrous glistring light VVith rushing ratling noise quick o're them came And seem'd to shake the universall frame And they suppos'd the Tuscane trump they heard And more and more the ratling roare was rear'd And then between the clouds in pleasant skie Bright-shining and loud-sounding arms they spie VVith thundring noise which did the rest affright But Troyes brave prince discern'd the sound aright And thought on 's sacred mothers promise made And therefore to them thus at last he said Kinde hoste feare not nor seek what accident These signes fore-show for me heaven hath them sent Venus divine creatrix of each thing Promis'd she would this signe upon me bring If warres were wag'd and that for my protection She 'd bring me Vulcans arms with sweet affection Alas vvhat woefull warres are imminent Unto Laurentums nation turbulent What vengeance on thee Turnus shall I take How many helms and targets shall I make And bodies of brave captains to be rould About thy banks and brims faire Tyber old Thy armies making yet still marring peace This said from farther talk he now did cease And from his seat himself he raised higher And first of all he kindled the sleep-fire On Hercules his altars and renews With joyfull heart yesterdayes sacred dues Unto the petty Gods and both the king And Trojan youths slain sacrifices bring This done his ships and mates he goes to see Amongst whose troops those whom he found most free VVith active hearts his warres to undertake He chose to him those that would him forsake Down the declining river thence he sent VVho without sails homeward most smoothly went To carry to Ascanius future news Both of his father and his facts issues Then horses to the Trojans given were To Tyrrhene territories them to beare But to Aeneas they a choice one gave Clad with a lions skin with gold claws brave Fame quickly flew o're all the citie small That to the king through Tuscanâ— horsemen tall Did posting riâ—e Women with extream feare Did double their designes in men appeare Doubts of the worst and warres more open face Then grave Euander with a kinde embrace Teares gushing out his parting guest held fast And lovingly into these speeches brast O if my yeares of youth Iove would restore As once when at Praeneste heretofore I routed my foes ranks and victour stout Burnt heaps of captains targets all about This hand king Herils soule sent under earth VVhose mother faire Feroniâ— at his birth Infus'd in him three soules hoâ—rid to tell By which three weapons he could handle well And therefore must be three times vanquished Thrice slain and thrice of 's arms disfurnished O then sweet sonne I 'd ne're disjoyn'd have been From thy sweet greets nor have endur'd t' have seen Mezentius proud my bloudy borderer Such vaunts and villanies 'bout me t' inferre Such murthers to have made a town so good By husbaâ—ds losse to weep in widow-hood But oh great Iove and ye the Gods on high Piâ—ie Arcadia's kings great miserie And heare a parents prayers and your great love Let me in my poore Pallas safety prove And if I live to see him safe again Life thus I crave for this I 'le beare all pain But if fierce fates you threaten dire distresse Now oh now end these dayes of wretchednesse Whiles thoughts are doubtfull hope of hap 's unknown Whiles thee my childe my sole sure joy alone I yet may clasp in these mine aged arms Before sad news my heart pierce with thy harms Thus this good father these sad words pour'd out At parting and his tendants round about Him fainting falling carried in with care And now Aeneas on his courser rare Mounted rode foremost forth Achates kinde With all his Trojan peeres with cheerefull minde And princely Pallas in the midst of all In rich-wrought arms conspicuously tall With a short coat like Lucifer most bright Shining upon the oceans waves at night Which Venus loves above each ignean starre VVhose lustrous beams are the most bright by farre The women on the walls stood fearefully And clouds of dust and glistering arms did eye The next way they through bush-paths armed ride The fields even quake with horse-hoofs prancing pride Neare Câ—rits floud a mightie wood doth lie VVhich ancients farre and neare religiously Held in great honour clos'd on evey side With hollow banks 'bout which thick firre-woods ' bide Fame sayes the ancient Greeks did sacred yeeld Unto Sylvanus God of beasts and field The grove and solemne-day that in old-time That they first held the Latines lands and clime Not farre from hence brave Tarchons armie stout Of his Etruria troops lay campt about And from a high hill he might see their bands How they lay spread about their fields and lands Hither Aeneas with 's choice youths addrest And there their wearie selves and horse they rest But beauteous Goddesse Venus through the skies With her rare gifts unto Aeneas hies And in a separate valley by a brook As soon as on her sonne she cast a look She to him comes and these words uttered See here deare sonne the gifts I promised By my kinde husbands art thus perfected Now feare no Laurent strong nor Turnus stout In field to fight with and to single out This said faire Venus did her sonne embrace And under an oak the glistering arms did place He overjoy'd and wondrously affected With such the Goddesse gifts to be respected And highly honour'd gluts his gazing eyes And with strange wonder every parcell spies And turns and windes betwixt his arms and hands The horrour-striking helm like flaming brands Vomiting fire and the death-wounding blade A brazen breast-plate very richly made Big and bloud-red of hue like Sols bright rayes When its faire shine abroad it self displayes Upon some rain-bow cloud full opposite Then he admires his silver-boots most light With gold and ammell wrought and well refin'd His lance â—nd shield most strangely stuft and lin'd For here Italian facts Romes victories Fire-furious Vulcan seen in prophesies And future strange events had graven faire And here Ascanius issuing offspring rare And all his famous fights were pictured brave How a great she-wolf in stout Mars his cave Brought forth her young and how two chopping boyes At mothers dugs lay dandling mothers joyes Who did her fearelesse twins most loving lick And with her tongue make necks and bodies slick Hard by stood Rome and ravisht Sabine dames By troops
chides them thus These monstrous signes are surely ominous Unto the Trojans Iove himself you see Takes from them thus all hope and help to flee Rutulians need not sword or fire t' infest From sea-fight sea-flight Trojans are distrest Thus part of their protections from them ta'ne All the land-power doth in our hands remain For many thousands arm'd in Italie We have Troyes scarre-crows can't us terrifie If Trojans of the great Gods answers boast The fates and Venus have them given the most They can deâ—ire Latiums faire land to see On th' other side are not my fates to me That cursed stock with sword to ruinate Which would a wife perforce praeoccupate Nor Agamemnons kinne this sole concerns Nor Greeks alone this grief due caution learns To arm themselves Enough one wrack had been If they enough had held it once to sinne Should not all women to them hatefull be What trust in triviall trenches can they see Delayes by ditches thus to pride their minde Which they small distances from death shall finde Have they not seen Troyes walls by Neptune wrought Maugre their might to ashes to be brought But oh brave sparks who of you will with me Break through their trenches and most fiercely flee Upon their quaking camps I have no need Of Vulcans arms or thousand ships ofspeed Against these trembling Trojans Let them get All their Etrurian mates with them t' abet I 'le seek no shades no shelters of dark night No theevish horses paunch by Pallas slight Let them not feare their watch-towers to be slain For we by day most stoutly will maintain The battell brave and girt their walls with fire I 'le make them know that now with Grecian ire Or Greekish spirits they do not contest VVhom their great Hector ten yeares did molest But now since more then half the day is past VVhat yet remains but that with sweet repast Every one fit himself to play the man Bravely to end what he so well began Meanwhile the care of keeping watch and ward By Sentinels with vigilant regard About the gates is to Messapus granted VVho â—bout the walls with sword and fire is planted Fourteen Rutulian captains were chose out Each guarded with his hundred souldiers stout In glistring azure arms adorn'd with gold And these their quarters 'bout the trench must hold They spread themselves change turns laid on the ground And wine in bowls they all carouse profound Making huge fires in mirth and much delight Breaking their sleep and wasting thus the night These things the Trojans from their trenches spie And armed all do keep themselves on high Yet with great care and feare the gates they guard VVith bridges and strong barricadoes bar'd Still arm'd brave Mnestheus and Serestus stout VVhom in all straits and cases of great doubt Aeneas o're his youth chief guidance gave And made commanders bravely them behave Each band abode in watch upon the wall And took his turn as dangers did them call Couragious Nisus strongly kept one gate VVhom Ida's huntresse sent Aeneas mate By Hyrtacus his father bravely bred At bow and arrows well experienced Next him Euryalus his faithfull friend VVhose beauteous countenance did him commend Past all the Trojans but no arms did beare For yet smooth unshaven doun his chin did weare Each lov'd alike and each for other fought Each kept the gate by course with courage stout Thus then sayes Nisus to Euryalus Deare brother have the Gods enflamed thus Our hearts with love or is mans genius high A God unto himself Long time have I Been mov'd in minde some fight or fact most great To enterprise nor can I quench this heat Thou seest those proud Rutulians hopes most high Their various fires how they even buried lie In wine and sleep how all all-o're is still Now mark I pray what doubts my heart do fill And whereon now I muse and meditate Does not our armie now expostâ—late Both peeres and people with a joynt consent To call Aeneas home incontinent Send men and messages of our estate Him to enform If they 'le remunerate Thee for the fact which now I 'le undertake For to my self fame shall requitall make Me thinks I could break through our enemies And by that bank a passage enterprise To Pallanteum Faire Euryalus Hereat astonisht yet most valourous With love of laâ—d enflam'd sayes with brave minde To his endeered friend My Nisus kinde Wouldst thou thy mate in great facts leave behinde Should I in such great straits leave thee alone No sure my father as it is well known Opheltes well in warres experienced Hath me not therein so absurdly bred In all our Grecian terrours Trojan toiles Nor hath mine honour yet receiv'd such foiles Following Aeneas brave in 's utmost ill I want not courage no I want not will To scorn this light yea life it self for thee To welcome death that thou mayst honour'd be Surely sayes Nisus never did I feare Such things in thee oh no it impious were So to suspect O may great Iove above So link me firmly to thy faithfull love Or any equall-sighted deity Observing herein my sinceritie But if there should as such things oft fall out If there should happen any adverse doubt Or fatall danger oh mayst thou survive Rather then I worthier to rest alive May one remain to snatch me from the fight Or to redeem me to a funerall rite Or if this favour fortune me denie Yet to me dead to frame an elegie My herse with some death-dues to dignifie Oh never may I to thy mother bring Cause of such woe her wretched hands to wring Thy mother deare of many matrons best Who durst for thee faire youth refuse sweet rest Neglect the welcome of Troyes kinde Acest Euryalus reply'd Thou ply'st in vain These vain excuses constant I remain Let 's then sayes he make haste and therewithall They stirre about and the next watchmen call Who straight gave way chang'd turns and left their station And thus with Nisus he makes properation To call their king Now all the rest took rest Their day-toiles thus with sweet sleep were redrest Now Troyes prime peeres and youths of best respect In councel sate state-businesse to direct Consulting what to do who news should beare Unto Aeneas Leaning on their speare They carefully do stand in hand their shields Just in the midst both of their camp and fields Then Nisus and Euryalus most brave Hast'ned unto them and admittance crave Saying they had a businesse great t' impart Delay whereof might turn unto thâ—ir smart Ascanius first them carefull did receive And unto Nisus to begin gave leave Thus then he spake Attend brave Trojan peeres With moderate mindes and judge not by our yeares The motion we now make Our Rutule foes O'recome with wine and sleep do them repose All snorting on the ground and we have spi'de A place where we an ambush safe may hide Open to th' gate which to the two-paths guides The gate I say neare which
great Aeneas sate casting in minde Warres various events he 's like to finde Prince Pallas with him sate on his left side And now night starres he gaz'd their ships to guide Thinking what land and sea-toiles he did ' bide And now set ope ye sacred Muses nine Sweet Helicons faire fount with power divine To raise my layes to sing and shew the might Which in Aeneas aid came now to fight From faire Etruria bravely armed all Transported over sea in ships most tall Prince Massicus in 's golden tiger sails With him a thousand youths from Clusus dales And Cosa's confines skilfull at the bow Death-wounding shafts to shoot and darts to throw Fierce Abas in another vessell went VVhereon Apollo's figure excellent Glistered with golden rayes His totall rout VVas full six hundred Martiall souldiers stout From Populonia their faire native soile All expert youths and fit for fight and spoile From Ilva faire three hundred gallants came A fertile countrey mettals strong to frame Asylas a southsayer the third place had VVhose divinations birds and beasts were glad And starres above obediently to heare And rapid lightnings all his votes to cleare An armie of a thousand thick he led At lances long and strong experienced All these from fluent Alphins Pisas came A Tuscane town readie to purchase fame Next whom came on renowned Astur faire Astur for riding horses expert rare Arm'd with most curious various colour'd arms Three hundred of them prompt for fierce alarms Bred up in Caerets soil by Minions lands Old Pyrgus and ill-air'd Gravisca's strands Nor may I thee omit great Cycnus strong VVho bravely thy Ligurians led'st along Nor thee Cupavo with thy armie small Whose helmets height was rais'd with swans-plumes tall Your love your guilt began and cognizance For Cycnus as 't is said the dire mischance Of his beloved Phaëthon bewailing Among the poplars and the shades him vailing Of his deare leafie-sisters as thus he Sate warbling out love-sighing melodie He turned was into a milk-white swan Leaving the land and companie of man And flying up i' th' aire with chattering voice His sonne in 's ships led troops of equall choice And forc'd along with oares his centaure great And thwacks the waves and seems huge rocks to threat Furrowing the mightie main with 's vessell strong VVhom Ocnus followed with an armie strong From 's fathers realm esteem'd a southsayer wise VVhose birth from Tuscane river did arise And Manto faire and to his mothers fame The town and towres he Mantua did name Mantua mightie in progenitours But yet not all from lineall ancestours This nation rul'd three tribes and under them Foure mightie states made up that diadem But this was the metropolis of all From Tuscanes bloud came their originall And hence Mezentius 'gainst himself did arm â—â—ve hundred valiant sparks his pride to charm VVhom Mincius Benacs sonne cloath'd in ripe reeds In piercing pine-ships through rough seas proceeds And leads along Next went Auletes brave Whose hundred branchie trees so slice each wave And roule the rising flouds with restlesse roare As that they boile with foam at rocky shore Him terrifying Triton strongly bare Set in 's sea-frighting coerule shelly chaire Whose upper parts from face unto the breast Though rough and hairie yet mans form exprest From belly downward a sea-monster foule Who as he swims with fins the waves doth roule Under his half-wilde breast with rumbling roares And foule slime-foamie billows to the shores So many peeres in thirtie ships did sail And plow the liquid soile for Troyes avail And now day spent and night comne on apace Night-gadding Cynthia with her whitely face Having past half the heavens in chariot faire Aeneas for he takes no rest for care Sitting himself the helm holds sails does tend And as they now i' th' midway onward bend Behold the troop of sea-nymphs once ship-mates To whom faire Berecyâ—thiâ— ordinates Seas soveraigntie of ships them having made So many nymphs these swimming to him stayd As many as at shore when ships did stand So many know their king and hand in hand About them dancing swimme of all which train Cymodocea ablest to explain And speak their mindes coming behinde them all With her right hand holds fast the ship most tall I' th' poop thereof raising herself upâ—ight With her left hand fleering her passage sâ—ight Thus to him then unknown the sea-nymph spake Faire Goddesse sonne Aeneas art th'awake Awake then still slacken thy ropes to sails Give way to winde enjoy these goodly gales We once were sacred Ida's pine-trees faire But now to nymphs we metamorphiz'd are We were thy fleet till thy perfidious foe Rutulian rough sought us to overthrow With fire and sword whereat though 'gainst our minde We brake our bonds our safety so to finde And now thus through the sea we thee have sought Thy tender mother on us this form wrought And made us thus sea-nymphs to spend our dayes Amongst the rocks in Neptunes watery wayes As for thy childe Ascanius he is well And safe immur'd i' th' town and trench doth dwell ' Midst deadly darts and Martiall Latines stout Th' Arcadian troop of horsemen stirres not out From station set One half of Turnus bands Lest to the town they power unite now stands Firmly resolv'd thee herein to prevent Arise therefore in haste thy mates convent And set in battell-ray before sun-rise Thy all-proof target take to thee likewise VVhich the ignipotent black Vulcan gave Impenetrable edg'd with gold most brave For this next morning if thou trust for true VVhat now I say shall see thee to embrew Thy sword in bloud of thick Rutulians slain Thus having said she shov'd with might and main His mightie ship at her departure thence In her known way which with fierce violence Flew through the floud more swift than shaft from bow Or nimble dart equalling windes that blow And therewithall the ships fast after flie This fact did Troyes Aeneas stupifie The omen yet his heart exhilarates Thus then to th' heavens he briefly supplicates Faire Ida's mother of Gods to whom poore Troy To save and shield is thy delight and joy Who towns and towres and lions fierce and strong Dost make to yeeld to yokes to thee belong The praises of my facts of this great fight Order this augure prosperously aright Stand to thy Trojans with auspicious aid Faire Goddesse I thee pray This having said Meanwhile day light began now to wax cleare And night quite banisht all did bright appeare First he his mates commands warres signes to watch And to their harnesse strong their hearts to match To fit them for the fight And now he had His Trojans and their camp in 's sight most glad Standing aloof in 's ship whereat he rais'd With his left hand his shield which brightly blaz'd The Trojans from their walls who this did spie Do raise a clamour echoing to the skie Hope kindlesse courage darts i' th' aire they fling Like Thracian cranes descending with strong
wing From the high clouds all soaring in a train With cackling noise fierce tempests to refrain But to the Rutuls king Italian state These wonders seem and them exanimate Untill at last to sea they cast their eye And see the ships fast to the shore to hie And with tall barks the sea all-over spread And burning crests and helm upon his head The golden bosses belching flames of fire Much lâ—ke i' th' dewy night a comet dire Of hurtfull bloud-red hue or dog-starres heat Which drought and sicknesse sore to men doth threat And makes the skie to lowre and dimmes the light But none of these stout Turnus heart could fright But he must first the shore anticipate And these his foes from landing profligate Whereto he cheeres the hearts he chides the stayes Of all his troops and freely thus he sayes What ye your selves desir'd now here ye have Now use your hands therefore with courage brave For Mars himself the prey puts in your hands Remember now your vvives your goods your lands The famous facts of ancestours recount And praises due let yours now theirs surmount And let us freely them at shore assail Before they land now whiles their hearts them fail Fortune befriends bold spirits These words he spake And vvhom with him to lead great care doth take His sea-foes to invade to vvhom to leave The hedg'd-in town their hopes thus to deceive Meanwhile Aeneas vvith ship-bridges faire To land his souldiers takes all speedie care But many stay'd till calm seas flouds did flow Some leapt on studs and stakes thus out to go Upon their oares some to the shore make haste Great Tarchon up and down the sea-banks trac'd To see if he could spie fit place to land Secure from shallow shelves or swallowing sand And vvhere no rigid surges did appeare But a smooth sea vvith swelling flouds made cleare A harmlesse passage there he suddenly Winding his ship thus to his mates did crie Now noble youths plie close your slicing oares Beare up your barks cut through these adverse shores And let our ship plow furrows deep in sand And break my bark so we may gain the land Tarchon thus having said his maâ—es with oares Through frothy seas their ships to Latine shores Do bravely bring so that their noses kisse Drie-land and all secure their aims none misse Except thy ship great Tarchon which neare land Was so assail'd with stubborn shelves and sand As that it wavering both wayes deep stuck fast And strugling long in pieces split at last Exposing all his men unto the waves VVhereat each one himself on splinters saves Pieces of oares and planks and floating boards VVhich safe assistance unto them affords But oft the flowing streams their heels did trip Yet thus at last they safe on land do skip But all this while Tâ—rnusâ—uns â—uns off delayes His totall troops 'gainst Trojans he arayes At shore them to assail the trumpets sound And now Aeneas firmly set on ground Himself first set upon the rurall bands And for first hansell with his valiant hands Slaughters the Latines Therâ—n bold being slain VVho stoutly durst a bickering short maintain Against Aeneas whom he quickly foil'd And through's gilt arms with his heart-bloud him foil'd Lucas likewise he flew who when a childe Was cut out of the wombe of 's mother milde Whereof she dy'd though to thee Pâ—oebus faire He yet a young man consecrated were Yet could not scape this princes â—licing blade Hard by he Cysseus also slaughtered laid And mightie Gyas who with clubs did fight But both he slew Alcides arms too slight Did prove to save their lives their hands too weak And sire Melampus though he bold did break Through hazards great being Hercules his mate And Pharon as he fondly much did prate He through his gaping throat pierc'd with a dart And thou stout Cydon tasted hadst deaths smart Whiles thou faire Clytius with young douny chin Unfortunately followedst him to win To new but nought delights of love unchaste This Trojan prince had made thee death to taste Foulely affecting love of youths impure And thou hadst been deaths woefull subject sure Had not a troop of armed brothers stout All sonnes of Phorcus met him in the rout Being seven in number who seven darts did throw But to no end which partly clattered so Upon his shield and helmet back rebounding And Venus partly from his corps least wounding Putting them off Aeneas herewithall Unto his kinde Achates thus did call Bring me those darts for none in vain he threw At the Rutulians which proud Grecians slew In Trojan fields Then a great speare he took Which darted flew and flying fiercely strook And penetrating Maeons brazen shield Through corps and corslet he to death did yeeld Whose brother Alcanor unto him hies And held him up as he thus falling dies Whose arm that stayd him pierced was also The bloudy speare through's brauny arm did go And 's right hand dangling did his deaths wound show Numitor then pulls out the deadly dart From 's brothers bodie and with wrathfull heart Retorted it at Troyes Aeneas brave But there it could not the least entrance have And yet it wounded his Achates thigh Here Lausus full of juvenility And bold there by with troops attended came And throws at Dryopes vvith Martiall flame Standing aloof a deadly vvounding lance Which underneath his chin did fiercely glance And pierce his throat snatching thence voice and soule Whose face fell first to ground in 's gore most foule Three Thracians more of utmost Northern race And three of Ida's sonnes and Ismar's place By diverse deaths he furiously did slay Thither Halesus came in battell-ray With his Auruncian bands and thither came Messapus bold sprung from great Neptunes name Famous for riding horse All close contend Now these then those each other to offend I' th' edge of Italie Like two fierce vvindes I' th' open aire contending in their kindes With crosse contrarious blasts in equall might And neither they nor clouds nor sea in sight Yeeld to each other doubtfull long they jarre And stiffely crossely all maintain the warre Thus Trojan troops and Latine bands contend Thus foot to foot thus hand to hand they bend Their furious force But on another part Where pebble-stones lay all abroad most smart Roul'd up by vvaves and boughs and bushes thick About the banks most apt their feet to prick And so unfit for horsemen there to fight And such th' Arcadians were not footmen light Who to foot-battells unaccustomed They to the Latines turn'd their backs and fled Which Pallas spying th' onely staffe in straits He cries to them some prayes and some he rates With bitter words their hearts to re-incite Saying Sirs what mean ye whither take ye flight Now by your selves and by your valiant acts By your commanders great Euanders facts And conquering name and fame and my hopes great Which emulates our countreys praise compleat I you adjure trust not base flying feet But break through thickest
fortune hath involv'd you thus Into this warre Why have ye flown from us Your vowed friends ask ye peace for your slain Intreat ye for your dead Truely I 'd fain Farre rather to your living grant the same And to this place these parts I onely came By fates decree Nor warre I with your land Your king our love and friendship does withstand And rather trusts himself to Turnus might Whereas for Turnus it had been more right His life to hazard If he do intend By force to force us hence this warre to end 'T were fit he onely were to me addrest And he should live whom fates or facts made best But go poore citizens your slain interre Thus spake Aeneas they amazed were And silent stood gazing as men agast On one anothers faces till at last Drances the gravest of them evermore Who to young Turnus wrath and envie bore Set forth himself and thus his words did frame Brave Trojan prince great by illustrious fame Greater by vertuous facts vvith what due praise May I thy worth unto the heavens now raise I know not which or first or most t' admire Thy justice great or quenchlesse Martiall fire But we thy gratefull friends these things will show To all our mates and towns where-e're we go And if successe do smile vve hope to make King Latine thee into his love to take Let Turnus somewhere else go seek him vvives But vvhen thy fate-given vvalls and building thrives We all shall be most glad Troyes stones to beare Upon our shoulders that great work to reare He ceast and what he said all hum'd assent Then for full twelve dayes they a truce indent And peace a space to hold Then up and down Trojans and Latines stray about the town And vvoods and fields vvithout controll or strife And now to fell ash-trees strokes sound most rife Cloud-kissing pines and good old oaks to cleave To chop down cedars which sweet sents do leave And having fell'd them never cease till they In carts have carried them thence all away And now fame hastie sorrows harbinger Sad tidings told to old king Euander And fill'd Euanders court and countrey round With crosse bad news to that vvhich late did sound That Pallas conquerour was in Italie Th' Arcadians as old custome was do flie Unto their gates vvith buriall-burning light Tall torches vvhich in long ranks shone most bright Whose shine dark fields abroad distinguisht plain And thus they meeting with the Trojan train Unite their mourning troops which instantly The maids and matrons spying they drew nigh And through the citie sad raise piteous cries But for Euander nothing could suffice To hold him back but to the midst he makes His Pallas-bearing beere quick down he takes And falling fastning on it weeps and vvails And scarce his voice vvhich him vvith grief yet fails At last he thus unlocks thus vveeping spake O my deare Pallas ah didst thou not make This promise to thy parent that vvith heed And warienesse thou wouldst to warre proceed Alas I know my self how farre new fame And honyed honour therefore I too blame I' th' first assault would spurre young spirits free Ah most unhappie youths first-fruits in thee Most rigid rudiments of too soon vvarre For vvhom my votes and vows all frustrate are And thou most sacred spouse in death now blest Not kept to be by this great grief distrest But I contrariwise by life too long My fates do vanquish but my self do wrong The father living and the sonne thus dead The Rutuls should me first have slaughtered Following the Trojan troops my bloud should I Have sacrific'd then this solemnity Had been for me not for my Pallas deare But neither blame I you brave Trojans here Nor yet the league vvhich I with you did make Then ratifi'd vvhen as vve hands did shake This grief I see to my gray haires vvas lotted But since the fates untimely death had plotted Against my sonne some comfort it had been If Volscian thousands first he slain had seen And Trojans by him led victoriously Ere he had died into Italie And now poore Pallas I can give to thee No better buriall-rites then here I see Done by Aeneas kinde and Phrygians brave By Tuscane Peeres and troops thus to thy grave Who bring rich spoiles which thou from slain didst win And thou i' th' fight a mightie trunck hadst bin If so his yeares proud Turnus unto thine Had equall been but why do I confine You noble Trojans and from fight detain Go with this message to your king again Tell him whereas I live my Pallas dead 'T is by his hand to be re-comforted In making Turnus pay the debt he owes Both to the fathers and the sonnes great woes This honour fates I hope reserve for thee That by thy worth I may revenged be I seek not sweets of life nor fit I should But that the death of Turnus may be told By me to my dead sonne In this mean space Aurora rare shew'd forth her shining face To night-tyr'd wretches day-toiles to renew And now Aeneas grave and Tarchon drew Neare to the shore when fires they build apace On which slain souldiers carcases they place As custome was kindling black fuming fire Whose smoak hid heaven as it did up aspire And thrice in arms they ran about the flames And thrice they rode about with loud exclaims And trickling teares on arms and earth they spill And wâ—th loud sounds of Martiall musick shrill Some spoiles from Latines slain obtain'd do throw Into the fires helmets brave blades also Bridles and chariot-wheels warm with quick turning And some cast in their gallant gifts thus burning Their shields most strong weapons too weak to save And many oxen fat to slaughter gave And briefly boares and sheep about the plain And threw them into th' fire the first being slain And thus about the shore they see the stares Of those their slaughtered souldiers burning mates Whose half-burnt urns and ashes they retain Nor hardly could be thence reduc'd again Till night came on and twinckling starres appeare On th' other-side with like lamenting cheere The wofull Latines many heaps do frame And many corps they partly burn i' th' flame And partly burie in the fields about And some they to next fields do carry out Unto towns adjacent the rest collected Into huge heaps and of them lesse respected As numberlesse so honourlesse were burn'd Promiscuously thus into ashes turn'd Then all the fields with crackling flames did shine And now the third dayes light did cleare decline And utterly expell nights darknesse chill And sadly they their urns and pots do fill With ashes of their bodies burned so Ta'ne from the bones on which hot dust they throw And now in rich king Latines town throughout Farre greatest grief most moan was heard about Here woefull wives daughters in law most sad Here sisters sweet do beat their breasts too bad And children fatherlesse do execrate The day of that fierce warre unfortunate And
those also of noblest birth and bloud To shew our mindes and make conditions good And olive-boughs of peace to hold in hand And precious presents of our wealthie land And talents of good gold and ivorie A chaire of state and robe of majestie Rites of our realm Then let me heare I pray Your counsel our declining state to stay Then forenam'd wrathfull Drances whom deep spight And oblique envie at great Turnus hight Did vex with bitter bites most rich in state Richer in words but warres to animate Most cold and cowardly yet held to be For solid counsel in a prime degree A seedsman of dissension puft with pride Of his nobilitie by th'mothers side His fathers stock unknown he up does rise Thus poures out words and puts in enmities Good king thou counsellest things throughly known Such as will want best suffrages of none Such as even all do know they feel and finde But what they wish they winde up close in minde Let him then give me libertie to speak Let him lay by his pride whose dealings weak If not most wicked and unhappie deeds For though he death and danger threat I needs Must speak my minde so many peeres have slain And all our citie made in teares complain And whiles that he assayes scarcely assails The Trojan trenches and us therein fails Trusting his heels thrusting all else in arms Even frighting heaven and earth with fierce alarms Let one thing more be added I thee pray To all those gifts which thou to send didst say Adde this one more great king Let not the heat Of any's rage make thee from this retreat But give thy daughter to conclude all strife To such a sonne most worthy such a wife Thus mayst thou tie this peace with endlesse bands But if thy heart on feare and trembling stands We 'le him intreat and for this to him sue To yeeld our king his right our state its due And why shouldst thou so oftentimes expose Our wretched natives to such certain woes Thou head and heart of Latiums miserie Even thou O Turnus no securitie Can be in battells therefore peace we crave Therefore we all firm pledge of peace would have I first whom thou indeed doâ—t think thy foe And much I care not if I sure be so I humbly pray thee pitie our poore plight Doffe thy high thoughts be gone since put to flight For we have seen too many bodies slain Too many and too great lands spoil'd and ta'ne But if thee fame so spurre strength so incite If in the princesse thou so much delight Venture thy self to combate with thy foe That Turnus may a queen for 's wife get so We pessants unbewail'd unburied train About the fields will silently remain Thou then if any Martiall spirit thou have Shew it 'gainst him who now does thee out-brave This speech young Tâ—rnus rage exasperatâ—s He sighs and then these words evaporateâ— Drances thou ever drayn'st out flouds of words Even then when there 's farre greater need of swords Thou wilt be foremost at a parliament But talk is not for court convenient Which thou being safe with full mouth from thee flies While there 's a wall 'twixt thee and th' enemies And whiles with bloud dikes do not overflow Thunder as 't is thy wont with babling so And taunt and tax me then of cowardize When Drances also hath heapt in a trice So many Trojan bodies by him slain And bravely can the field about maintain Triumphant with rich trophies Then thou mayst Thy vigorous valour trie if ought thou hast Nor needst thou look farre off to finde thy foes They stand about us and our walls enclose Let 's out against them why dost thou delay What wilt thou still Mars in thy mouth display Or in those heels of thine flying like winde Did I e're flie O thou of most base minde Can any truely tax me so whose blade With Trojan bloud Tyber o'râ—flow hath made Who ruined have Euanders stock and state And strongly did th' Arcadians denudate Of all their arms Bitias and Pandarus Though e're so strong I think ne're found it thus And all those mulâ—itudes whom in one day Clos'd in their town and hedg'd in every way I to black Tartar sent victoriously In war-fare sure there is no safetie But frantick fool go sing thy slanderous song To Troyes Aeneas it does best belong To him and thy base state Proceed then still All things with thy most impious feares to fill Extoll the strength of a twice vanquisht nation And make on th' other side vile valuation Of Latines powers And now it must be said That Greeks great peeres of Trojans are afraid And Diomedes and Achilles stout And that Aufidus fierce turns back in doubt Into the Adriatick sea to fall This arts-master of lies and envious gall Feignes himself fearfull all because of me My fault must by his feare imbittered be But feare not fool such base bloud ne're shall stain This hand of mine safe to thy self remain But now to thee great fire and thine affaires I glad return If in our coasts and cares And future force all hope be past and spent If so forlorn for one poore hard event If one repulse hath us quite ruinated And fortune never can be restaurated Let 's then pray peace in submisse trembling feare Though O I wish there yet some reliques were Of wonted valour O 'bove all the rest I him admire most fortunate and blest For all his toiles for his renowned might In that he liv'd not of these woes t' have fight He bravely stoopt to death fear'd not his wound But dying conquer'd when he bit the ground But if we have both wealth and worth and hearts Unstain'd with cowardize to flie from darts If Latiums towns and people can bring aid If Trojans pride hath been with much bloud paid And that their slain and warre-tempestuous showers Have if not more been equall full with ours Why faint we at the first i' th' doore fall dead Why for th' alarm seem we thus basely fled Much toile and times various vicissitude Mans mutable estate do oft conclude In sweet content Fortune re-smiles on them Whom she before threw from a diadem Will neither Greeks nor Arpians us aid But yet Messapus will he 's not afraid Nor fortunate Tolumnius that brave king Nor all those lords which mightie troops do bring Nor is 't a petty praise to have choice bands From Italie and stout Laurentums lands Then from the nation of the Volscians brave The princesse rare Camilla faire we have Leading her troops of horse in armour bright But if with me alone Trojans would fight If this will please if I alone withstand The publicke good I ne're yet found this hand So void of victorie that I should e're For so great hope the greatest task forbeare I full of courage will my foe go finde And though he had Achilles mightie minde And had such arms as he by Vulcan drest Yet I even Turnus equall to
setled town and call it by the name Of thy Lavinia to her datelesse fame Thus first Aeneas then Latinus grave His hands and eyes lift up this answer gave The self same things I great Aeneas sweare Let sea and land and starres true witnesse beare And both Latona's broods and Ianus old With his two brows and hells force uncontrold And dues divine of plaguie Plutoes seat And let great Iove heare thus whose thunders great Do truces tie fright the fedifragous And hereupon our shrines I handle thus And midst o' th' flames I touch and Gods I call Of what I speak and vow to witnesse all No day shall Latines make this peace t' impeach Nor of these coards of concord to make breach Nor whatsoever chance betide will I By any force fall backward wilfully No though the seas hide earth with inundation Or heaven with hell should force fierce desolation And as this mace for in his hand by hap A mace he bare quite void of native sap Shall never sprout or spring with branches tender Nor ever any cooling shadows render Cut out o' th' wood and from the stock quite rent VVanting its root and boughs and bark all spent And cut away with tools but once a tree Though now with gold it garnished you see By cunning artists skill and thus made fit For Latine kings to hold in thrones that sit VVith such like words their peace they did conclude Amidst the princely peeres and multitude And then as custome was their beasts they slay And on the fire their sprawling inwards lay But all this while this match seems much amisse To all the Rutuls muttering much at this VVith various votes and thoughts and so much rather By how much their unequall strength they gather And Turnus his slow walks and paces sad And low dejected looks much feare do adde As he was humbly sacrificing there VVith hollow cheeks and childish totall feare VVhich muttering whiles Iuturna notes right well And how the peoples hearts both rose and fell Camertes count'nance counterfeiting she Famous for grandsires ancient pedigree And fathers fortitude which farre was blown And he himself valiant in arms was known She mixt her self amidst the thickest wings And craftily acquainted with all things Spread rambling rumours 'mongst them all and said O Rutuls are ye not with shame o'relaid Thus one mans life for many's to expose To danger great Equall me not our foes In number and in magnanimitie See here the Trojans and Arcadians lie And fatall troop Etrurians Turnus foes And if in fight we bravely them oppose They scarce have man for man He shall indeed To th' Gods whose altars he adores proceed And live by fame in all mens mouthes though dead But we our countrey lost live in dire dread Be slav'd to supercilious lords whiles we Lie lazing and permit it thus to be With these like words the youths hot thoughts she fires And more and more the murmure might acquires Through all the armie Now the Laurents stout And all the Latines wheel their thoughts about And they which lately lookt for rest from fight And safely from their sorrows now down-right Addicted are to arms wish the peace mar'd And with great grief Turnus hard hap regard And to all this Iuturna jugles more And from the heavens sends a signe them before Which more effectually than ought else yet Did mould th' Italians mindes for her most fit To foolifie them with a prodigie For as Ioves bird the eagle in cleare skie Soaring along drives little birds about And frights the chattering flock and wingie rout When with a sudden swoop and serious watch Hâ— gliding down a gallant swan doth catch And teares in'stallons hereat instantly Th' Italians courage take then cherpingly All the birds back do flie a most strange sight And with their wings do dim the skies cleare light And with a clustring cloud o're all the aire Their foe so much infest an over-beare That forc'd at last by force and ponderous waight He lets his prey fall into th' water straight And swiftly flutters from them into th' skie The Rutuls their auspicuous augurie With clamours loud adore to fight prepare Tolumnius specially a southsayer rare Stands forth and cries This this is it indeed Which I long looking for wish might succeed The Gods great power I know and glad embrace Brave Rutuls come come follow me apace Even me your captain let your swords take place Even you whom this base stragler by fierce broiles Would as those weak birds fright from native soiles And all your shores with fire and sword invade But he shall flie and with base retrograde Hoise sailes from hence and haste into the main You then with one consent your troops maintain Double your files and with your Martiall arm Defend your forlorn king from fatall harm This said he running forth at 's enemies Casts a strong dart which whisling fiercely flies Clean through the aire piercing all opposites And this and more a doubled din incites And all the armies startles and provokes And heats their hearts to fierce tumultuous strokes And as the speare flew on with furious chance Against nine brethrens bodies it did glance All whom one modest Tuscane mother bred â—o her Gylippus in chaste marriage-bed One of which nine standing i' th' midst it hits Just on the place whereon his brave belt fits And where a button clasps his clothes aside A lovely lad and full of Martiall pride And through his ribs it quickly perforated And on the sands his life soon terminated Hereat the other brethrens valiant band Enflam'd with grief take some their swords in hand Some deadly darts and furiously flie on Whom to oppose and fiercely set upon Laurentum troops flie out hence instantly The Trojans like an inundation high Break out and Agyllines Arcadians bold In gallant arms embroidered rich with gold Thus all had one hot heart to fight it out Their shrines snatcht up fierce tempests flie about Through all the aire and storms of deadly darts And showres of slicing swords to wound their hearts Their sacrificing censers thence they beare And flaming fires Latinus in great feare Makes haste away unto the Gods complaining Of their dishonour and the peace profaning Some from the chariots take their horses out And nimbly backing them do range about With naked swords in hand approach the fight Martiall Messapus full of war-like spight This late compacted peace now to confound Against Aulestes king and kingly crown'd Over the Tuscanes ran with full careere And to the ground him straight did over-beare And headlong him on head and shoulders cast Flat on his back upon an altar fast Whereat Messapus fiercely to him flies With speare in 's hand and as for life he cries And much intreats he with his beamie lance On horse-back strongly 'gainst him doth advance And with a mortall blow thus to him spake So so 't is well thou'lt a good offring make Th' Italians close him mangle him all-o're Whereat stout
most faire Thus high hills left they to the plains repaire But grave Anchises vvas most closely bent To see observe in valleys excellent The soules reserv'd for more supernall places Recogitates all his own kindreds cases Their number nature fates and fortunes all Their customes courage he to minde doth call And vvhen he saw Aeneas come to meet him Through the green grasse he joyfull runs to greet him Lifts up his hands le ts fall thick teares on 's cheeks Yet thus unto his sonne he cheerely speaks And art thou come by power and piety Hast thou as I had hope got victorie O're this hard task see I thy face again Shall I my sonne heare and reply most plain Thus truly I suppos'd and cast in minde Counting the times and now all true I finde From vvhat strange parts deare sonne vvhat dangerous case What seas turmoiles do I thee now embrace O how I fear'd thy harm in Libya land Straight he reply'd Deare father thy command And gastly ghost in visions oft beheld Hath for thy sake me to these parts compell'd My fleet lies safe i' th' port on Tyrrhene sands Ah grant good father vve may now joyn hands Grant me ah flie not from our sweet embrace At vvhich words teares ran down his cheeks apace Thrice 'bout his neck to clasp his arms he tries Thrice from his frustrate holds his image flies Like fleeting blasts or flashy dreams by night Meanwhile Aeneas had full in his sight In a by-valley an enclosed wood With ratling boughs and sprigges where Lethe floud Ran through Elysian fields 'bout vvhich did stand People and nations an innumerous band Like bees when summers sun-shine does them warm Who in faire meads 'bout flowers and lilies swarm So o're the field a muttering noise was rais'd Whose sudden sight Aeneas much amaz'd Being ignorant he does the cause enquire What floud that vvas and vvhat so great desire About those banks did cause such troops of men Then old Anchises answered thus again Those soules to whom new corps are due by fate About the banks of Lethe floud do vvait To drink deep draughts of dull forgetfulnes Long since I long'd these things to thee t' expresse And ouâ— old stock to thee to numerate The more with me thee to exhilarate Latium once found O father deare sayes he Can sacred soules from hence translated be To heaven and there resume dull corps again Can wretches such dire love t' earths light retain I 'le tell thee sonne sayes he and cleare thy doubt And thus began Anchises to set out And punctually each circumstance t' explain At first one abstruse spirit did maintain Heaven earth and seas bright moon and twinkling lights That spirit infus'd through all parts moves incites The totall bulk diffus'd o're the whole frame Hence men beasts birds and all sea-creatures came And take life-feeding heat and to their seed Celestiall birth if corrupt bodies breed No obstacles nor terrene tumours ill The corps with dull and heavy humours fill And hence they feare weep have a longing minde Regard not heaven clos'd in flesh prisons blinde Besides when they their lifes last breath forsake Yet death from them poore soules doth not quite take Each blot and blemish or all corp'rall ills Which long i' th' body grown it strangely fills Wherefore they purging punishment endure To make them from old evils clean and pure Some frisking soules i' th' whisking windes hang high Some in huge streams wash their impurity Or elâ—e are purged in refining flames Thus these our pains each soule here fits and frames Thence then we are to large Elysium sent Few are in those faire meadows resident Till times long progresse quite expired be And we from imbred long-fed faults are free Our soules all simply pure in due degree And then all these a thousand yeares full spent In troops to Lethe flouds by God are sent There made unmindefull of their former state They long t' ascend corps to re-occupate This said Anchises his Aeneas brings With Sibyll into th' midst o' th' troop which rings With ratling rumours to a hill conducts him Whence all now coming he to know instructs him And now go to sayes he I 'le to the show Our Albane peeres the glorie which shall flow In Italie on our faire families Th' imperiall princes which from us shall rise Yea all thy fates and fortunes I 'le declare Seest thou sayes he that princely youth most faire Which leans on 's headlesse lance He first shall spring From Latines bloud and Thyne and be first king Sylvius an Albane name thy posthume birth Whom thy Lavinia to thy long-lifes mirth Shall in the woods bring forth a royall king From whom a regall race of kings shall spring From whom our line o're Alba long shall reigne And Procas next Troyes glorie shall maintain Capys and noble Numitor and he VVhose name shall personate re pattern thee Sylvius Aeneas rare for arms and arts If ever he reigne o're those Albane parts Behold my sonne those youths what powers they show Those which with peacefull oaken garlands go These shall for thee Nomentum Gabiâ— tame Fidena faire Collatia's towers reclaim Towns famous for their chastities report Potent Pometia Bola Cora's fort And Inuus camp towns once of noble fame Now onely lands but of no note or name Besides to 's grandsire Martiall Romulus Shall be a prop whom from Assaracus His mother Ilia shall produce at last Seest thou not on his head two crests stand fast And how great Iove on him his favours poures Behold faire sonne his high emperiall towres Renowned Rome vvhose magnanimity Shall rule the earth and raise their fame to th' skie And on their vvall she shall seven towres erect Happie in famous peeres of high respect Such as from Berecynthia Gods faire queen In chariot drawn through Troy to spring were seen Triumphant in her hundred God-births faire All heaven-inhabitants all starre-kings rare And now look this vvay view this nation great Thy Romanes rare and Romane Caesars seat Iülus royall race the whole earths Keisar There 's there 's the God-sprung man Augustus Caesar VVhom I so oft have promis'd unto thee By whom the golden age Latium shall see As once by Saturn 't was the whole earth o're His empire shall lie past the Indies shore And Garamants and where Sols prying eye And the celestiall signes yet ne're past by As farre as e're heaven-propping Atlas high Beares on his back the beauteous starrie skie At his approach all Africk soon shall quake And at his God-decrees great Nile shall shake Maugre his seven-fold mouth Nor so much ground As he shall win could Hercules surround Though light-foot hindes as windes he could outflie And boares and beares in Erymanth make die Nor Bacchus that vine-victour with vine-chains Who tigres fierce to draw his coach constrains O're Nisa's steepie tops Now then shall we To spread our fame by facts base cowards be Shall feare affright us from Ausonia land But what