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Then brims his'ample bowl : with like design Then kings, gigantic Tibris, and the rest,
(gata, And with full chargers offer to the god.
Thus, walking on, he spoke: and showd the The Salii sing, and cense his altars round
Since call'd Carmental by the Roman state ; With Saban smoke; their heads with poplar bound. Where stood an altar, sacred to the name One choir of old, another of the young ;
Of old Carmenta, the prophetic dame : To dance, and bear the burden of the song. Who to her son foretold th' Æthenean race, The lay records the labour, and the praise, Sublime in fame, and Rome's imperial place. And all th’iminortal acts of Hercules.
Then shows the forest, which, in after times, First, how the mighty babe, when swath'd in bands, Fierce Romulus, for perpetrated crimes, The serpents strangled with his infant hands. A sacred refuge made: with this, the shrine Then, as in years and matchless force he grew, Where Pan below the rocks had rites divine. Th' (Ecbalian walls, and Trojan overthrew. Then tells of Argus' death, his murder'd guest, Besides a thousand hazards they relate,
Whose grave and tomb his innocence attest. Procur'd by Juno's, and Euristheus' hate. Thence, to the steep Tarpeian rock he leads; Thy hands, unconquer'd hero, could subdue Now roof'd with gold ; then thatch'd with homely The cloud-born Centaurs, and the monster crew.
reeds. Nor thy resistless arm the bull withstood :
A reverend fear (such superstition reigns Nor he the roaring terrour of the wood.
Among the rude) er'n then possess'd the swains. The triple porter of the Stygian seat,
Some god they knew, what god they could not tell, With lolling tongue, lay fawning at thy feet, Did there amidst the sacred horrour dwell. And, seiz'd with fear, forgot thy mangled meat. Th’Arcadians thought him Jove ; and said they say 'Th' infernal waters trembled at the sight;
The mighty thunderer with majestic awe; Thee, god, no face of danger could affright; Who shook his shield, and dealt his bolts around; Not huge Typhæos, nor th' unnumber'd snake, And scatter'd tempests on the teeming ground. Increas'd with hissing heads, in Lerna's lake. Then saw two heaps of ruins; once they stood “ Hail, Jove's undoubted son! an added grace Two stately towns, on either side the food. To Heaven, and the great author of thy race, Saturnia's and Janicula's remains : Receive the grateful offerings, which we pay, And either place the founder's name retains, And smile propitious on thy solemn day."
Discoursing thus together, they resort In numbers, thus they sang: above the rest, Where poor Evander kept his country court. The den, and death of Cacus crown the feast. They view'd the ground of Rome's litigious hall, The woods to hollow vales convey the sound; Once oxen low'd, where now the lawyers bawl. The vales to hills, and hills the notes rebound. Then, stooping, through the narrow gates they The rites perforin'd, the cheerful train retire.
press'd, Betwixt young Pallas, and his aged sire
When thus the king address'd his Trojan guest : The Trojan pass'd, the city to survey ;
“Mean as it is, this palace, and this door, And pleasing talk beguil'd tbe tedious way. Receiv'd Alcides, then a conqueror. The stranger cast around his curious eyes :
Dare to be poor, accept our homely food New objects viewing still, with new surprise. Which feasted him; and emulate a god." With greedy joy inquires of various things : Then underneath a lowly roof he led And acts and monuments of ancient kings. The weary prince; and said him on a bed : Then thus the founder of the Roman towers : The stuffing leaves, with hides of bears o'erspread. “These woods were first the seat of sylvan powers, Now night had shed her silver dews around, Of nymphs and fawns, and savage men, who took And with her sable wings embrac'd the ground, Their birth from truuks of trees and stubborn oak. When love's fair goddess, anxious for her son, Nor law they knew, nor manners, nor the care (New tumults rising, and new wars begun) Of labouring oxen, nor the shining share: Couch'd with her husband, in his golden bed, Nor arts of gain, nor what they gain' to spare. With these alluring words invokes his aid ; Their exercise the chase: the running flood And, that her pleasing speech his mind may move, Supply'd their thirst; the trees supply'd their food. Inspires each accent with the charms of love: Then Saturn caine, who fled the power of Jove, “ Wbile crael fate conspir'd with Grecian powert, Robb'd of his realms, and banish'd from above. To level with the ground the Trojan towers, The men, dispersid on hills, to towns be brought; I ask'd not aid th' unhappy to restore ; And laws ordain'd, and civil customs taught : Nor did the succour of thy skill implore ; And Latiuin callil the land where safe he lay Nor urg'd the labours of my lord in vain, From his unduteous son, and his usurping sway. A sinking empire longer to sustain.' With his mild enpire peace and plenty came : Though I much ow'd to Priam's house; and more And hence the golden tiines deriv'd their name. The danger of Æneas did deplore. A more degenerate and discolour'd age
But now, by Jove's command, and fate's decree, Succeeded this, with avarice and rage.
His race is doom'd to reign in Italy; Th’ Ausonians, then, and bold Sicanians came ; With humble suit I beg thy needful art, And Saturu's empire often chang'd the name 0. still propitious power that rules my heart !
A thother kneels a suppliant for her son :
And send him forth again with.furbish'd arms, By Thetis and Aurora thou wert won
To wake the lazy war, with trumpets' loud alarms. To forge impenetrable shields; and grace, The rest refresh the scaly snakes that fold With fated arms, a less illustrious race,
The shield of Pallas, and renew their gold. Behold, what haughty nations are combin'd Full on the crest the Gorgon's head they place, Against the relics of the Phrygian kind :
With eyes that roll in death, and with distorted face. With fire and sword my people to destroy ;
'My sons,” said Vulcan, “ set your tasks aside ; And conquer Venus twice, in conquering Troy." Your strength, and master-skill, must now be try'd. She said, and straight her arms of snowy hue, Arms for a hero forge: arms that require About her unresolving husband threw.
Your force, your speed, and all your formning fire.” Her soft embraces soon infuse desire :
He said : they set their former work aside, His bones and inarrow sudden warmth inspire; And their new toils with eager haste divide. And all the godhead feels the wonted fire.
A flood of inolten silver, brass, and gold, Not half so swift the rattling thunder flies,
And deadly steel in the large furnace rolld; Or forky lightnings flash along the skies.
Of this their artful hands a shield prepare ; The goddess, proud of her successful wiles, Alone sufficient to sustain the war. And conscious of her forın, in secret smiles. Seven orbs within a spacious mund they close! Then thus, the power obnoxious to her charms, One stirs the fire, and one the bellows blows. Panting, and half dissolving in her arms : The hissing steel is in the smithy drown'd; “Why seek you reasons for a cause so just : The grot with beaten anvils groans around. Or your own beauties, or my love distrust? By turns their arms advance, in equal time: Long since, had you requir'd my helpful hand, By turns their hands descend, and hammers chime. Th' artificer and art you might command, They turn the glowing mass with crooked tongs : To labour arms for Troy; nor Jove, nor fate, The fiery work proceeds with rustic songs. Confind their empire to so short a date :
While, at the Lemnian god's command, they urge And, if you now desire new wars to wage,
Their labours thus, and ply th' Æolian forge, My skill I promise, and my pains engage.
The cheerful morn salutes Evander's eyes; Whatever melting metals can conspire,
and songs of chirping birds invite to rise. Or breathing bellows, or the forming fire, He leaves his lowly bed; his buskins meet Is frcely yours; your anxious fears remove : Above his ancles ; sandals sheath his feet: And think no task is difficult to love."
He sets his trusty sword upon his side ; Trembling he spoke: and, eager of her charms, And o'er his shoulder throws a panther's hide, He snatch'd the willing goddess to his arms; Two menial dogs before their master press'd: Till in her lap infus'd, he lay possess'd
Thus clad, and guarded thus, he seeks his kingly. Of full desire, and sunk to pleasing rest.
guest. Now when the night her middle race had rode, „Mindful of promis'd aid he mends bis pace; And his first slumber had refresh'd the god; But meets Æneas in the middle space. The time when early housewives leave the bed ; Young Pallas did his father's steps attend; When living embers on the hearth they spread; And true Achates waited on his friend. Supply the lamp, and call the maids to rise, They join their hands: a secret seat they choose ; With yawning mouths, and with half-open'd Tb'Arcadian first their former talk renews. eyes;
“ Undaunted prince, I never can believe They ply the distaff by the twinkling light; The 'Trojan empire lost, while you survive. And to their daily labour add the night.
Command th' assistance of a faithful friend :
Our narrow kingilom, here the Tiber bonnds; Not less concern'd, nor at a later hour,
That other side the Latian state surrounds; Rose from his downy couch the forging power. Insults our walls, and wasles our fruitful grounds,
Sacred to Vulcan's name an isle there lay, But mighty nations I prepare to join Betwixt Sicilia's coasts and Lipara,
Their arms with yours, and aid your just design.
And fortune seems to favour your intent.
Once Agyllina callid: it Aourish'd long Through the brown air precipitates bis fight. In pride of wealth, and warlike people strong: On their eternal anvils here he found
Till curst Mezentius, in a fatal hour,
What words can paint those execrable times;
The lingering wretches pin'd away, and dy'd. loferior ministers for Mars prepare
Thus plung'd in ills, and meditating more, His broken axle-trees and blunted war:
The people's patience try'd, no longer bore.
The raging monster : but with arms beset Suspended, shone on high : she then foreshow'd
And, Latian troops, prepare your perjur'd arms."
And Trojan youth the same oblations bring. With those foreboding words restrains their hate: Next of his men, and ships, he makes review, • Ye brave in arms, ye Lydian blood, the flower Draws out the best and ablest of the crew. Of Tuscan youth, and choice of all their power, Down with the falling stream the refuse run, Whom just revenge against Mezentins arms, To raise with joyful news his drooping son. To seek your tyrant's death by lawful arms; Steeds are prepar'd to mount the Trojan band, Know this ; no native of our land may lead Who wait their leader to the Tyrrhene land, This powerful people : seek a foreign head.' A sprightly courser, fairer than the rest,
“Aw'd with these words, in camps they still abide; The king himself presents his royal guest. And wait, with longing looks, their promis'd guide. A lion's hide his back and limbs infold, Torchan, the Tuscan chief, to me has sent Precious with studded works, and paws of gold. Their crown, and every regal ornament:
Fame through the little city spreads aloud The people join their own with his desire; Th' intended march, amid the fearful crowd: And all, my conduct, as their king, require. The matrons beat their breasts; dissolve in tears; But the chill blood that creeps within my veins, And double their devotion in their fears. And age, and listless limbs unfit for pains, The war at hand appears with inore affright: And a soal conscious of its own decay,
And rises every mornent to the sight. Have forc'd me to refuse imperial sway.
Then, old Evander, with a close einbrace, (face. My Pallas were more fit to mount the throne ; Strain'd his departing friend ; and tears o'erflow his And should, but he's a Sabine mother's son ; “ Would Heaven," said he, “ my strength and And half a native : but in your combine
youth recal, A manly vigour, and a foreign line.
Such as I was beneath Preneste's wall, Where fate and smiling fortune show the way, Then when I made the foremost foes retire, Pursue the ready path to sovereigu sway.
And set whole heaps of conquer'd shields on fire; The staff of my declining days, my son,
When Herilus in single fight I slew,
Till the last ebbing soul return'd no more :
Ye gods ! and mighty Jove, in pity bring As many more has added in his own."
Relief, and hear a father, and a king. Scarce had he said : Achates and his guest, If fate and you reserve those eyes to see With down-cast eyes, their silent grief exprest: My son return with peace and victory; Who, short of succours, and in deep despair, If the lov'd boy should bless his father's sight; Shook at the dismal prospect of the war.
If we shall meet again with more delight; But bis bright mother, from a breaking cloud, Then draw my life in length, let me sustain, To cheer her issue, thunder'd thrice aloud. In hopes of his embrace, the worst of pain. Thrice forky lightning flash'd along the sky, But if your hard decrees, which, O! I dread, And Tyrrhene trumpets thrice were beard on high. Have doom'd to death his undeserving head, Then, gazing up, repeated peals they hear : This, O this very moment, let me die; And, in a Heaven serene, refulgent arms appear; While hopes and fears in equal balance lie. Reddening the skies, and glittering all around, While yet possest of all his youthful charms, The temper'd metals clash, and yield a silver sound. I strain him close within these aged arms : The rest stood trembling, struck with awe divine: Before that fatal news my soul shall wound!” Æneas only conscious to the sign,
He said, and swooning, sunk upon the ground: Presag'd th'event"; and joyful view'd, above, His servants bore him off'; and softly laid Th' accomplish'd promise of the queen of love. His languish'd limbs upon his homely bed. Then, to th’ Arcadian king : “ This prodigy The horsemen march; the gates are open'd wide; (Dismiss your fear) belongs alone to me.
Æneas at their head, Achates by his side. Heaven calls me to the war: th' expected siga Next these the Trojan leaders rode along. Is given of promis'd aids, and arms divine. Last, follows in the rear, th' Arcadian throng, My goddess-mother, whose indulgent care Young Pallas shone conspicuous o'er the rest ; Foresaw the dangers of the growing war,
Gilded his arms, embroider'd was his vest. This omen gave; when bright Vulcanjan arms, So from the seas, exerts his radiant head Pated from force of steel by Stygian charms, The star, by wbom the lights of Heaven are led :
Shakes from his rosy locks the pearly dews ; Weary'd with tedious war, at length they ceas ; Dispels the darkness, and the day renews.
And both the kings and kingdons plight the peace. The trembling wives, the walls and turrets crowd. The friendly chiefs, before Jove's altar stand ; And follow, with their eyes, the dusty cloud, Both arm'd, with each a charger in his hand : Which winds disperse by fits, and show from far A fatted sow for sacrifice is led; The blaze of arms, and shields, and shining war. With imprecations on the perjur'd head. The troops, drawn up in beautiful array,
Near this the traitor Metius, stretch'd between O'er healthy plains pursue the ready way:
Four fiers steeds, is dragg'd along the green; Repeated peals of shouts are heard around : By Tullus doom : the brambles drink bis blood; The neighing coursers answer to the sound; And bis torn limbs are left, the vultures' food. And shake with horny hoofs the solid ground.
There Porsenna to Rome proud Tarquin brings; A greenwood shade, for long religion known, And would hy force restore the banish'd kings. Stands by the streams that wash the Tuscan town; One tyrant for his fellow-tyrant fights: Encompass'd round with gloomy hills above, The Ronian youth assert their native rights. Which add a holy horrour to the grove.
Before the town the l'uscan army lies . The first inhabitants, of Grecian blood,
To win by famine, or by fraud surprise. That sacred forest to Sylvanus vow'd :
Their king, half threatening, half disdaining, stood : The guardian of their flocks and fields; they pay While Cocles broke the bridge; and stemmd the Their due devotions on his annual day.
flood. Not far from hence, along the river's side,
The captive maids there tempt the raging tide : In tents secure, the Tuscan troops abide !
Scap'd from their chains, with Clelia for their By Tarchon led. Now, from a rising ground,
guile. Æneas cast his wondering eyes around,
High on a rock heroic Manlius stood; And all the Tyrrhene army had in sight,
To guard the temple, and the temple's god. Stretch'd on the spacious plains from left to right. Then Rome was poor , and there you might behold Thither his warlike train the Trojan led :
The palace thatch'd with straw, now roof'd Refresh'd his men, and weary horses fed.
with gold. Mean-time the mother-goddess, crown'd with The silver goose before the shining gate charms,
There fiew; and, by her cackle, sav'd the state. Breaks through the clouds, and brings the fated She told the Gauls' approach: th' approaching Within a winding vale she finds her son, [arms. Gauls, On the cool river's banks, retir'd alone.
Obscure in night, ascend, and seize the walls. She shows her heavenly form without disguise, The gold dissembled well their golden hair : And gives herself to his desiring eyes.
And golden chains on their white necks they Behold,” she said, “perform'd in every part,
(wield: My promise made; and Vulcan's labour'd art. Gold are their vests : long Alpine spears they Now seek, secure, the Latian enemy;
And their left arm sustains a length of shield. And baughty Turnus to the field defy.”
Hard by, the leaping Salian priests advance : She said: and having first her son embrac'd, And naked through the streets the mad Luperci The radiant arms beneath an oak she plac'd.
dance Prond of the gift, he rolld his greedy sight In caps of wool. The targets dropt from Heaven : Around the work, and gaz'd with vast delight. Here modest matrons in soft litters driven, He lifts, he turns, he poises, and admires To pay their vows in solemn pomp appear: The crested helm, that vomits radiant fires : And odorous gums in their chaste hands they bear. His hands the fatal sword and corslet hold :
Far hence remov'd, the Stygian seats are seen: One keen with temper'd steel, one stiff with gold; Pains of the damn'd, and punish'd Cataline : Both ample, flaming both, and beamy bright: Hung on a rock the traitor; and around So shines a cloud, when edg'd with adverse light. The furies hissing from the nether ground. He shakes the pointed spear, and longs to try Apart from these, the happy souls he draws, The plaited cuishes on his manly thigh :
And Cato's holy ghost dispensing laws. But most admires the shield's mysterious mould, Betwixt the quarters flows a golden sea : And Roman triumphs rising on the gold.
But foaming surges, there, in silver play. Por these, embost, the heavenly smith had The dancing dolphins, with their tails, divide wrought
The glittering waves, and cut the precious tide. (Not in the rolls of future time untaught) Amid the main, two mighty flects engage The wars in order, and the race divine
Their brazen beaks oppos'd with equal rage. Of warriors, issuing from the Julian line.
Actium surveys the well-disputed prize : The care of Mars was dress'd with mossy greens : Leucate's watery plain with foamy billows fries. There, by the wolf, was laid the martial twins : Young Cæsar, on the stern, in armour bright, Intrepid on her swelling dugs they hung;
Here leads the Romans and their gods to fight : The foster-dam lollid out her fawning tongue : His beamy temples shoot their flames afar; They suck'd secure, while bending back ber head, And o'er his head is hung the Julian star. She lick'd their tender limbs; and form’d them Agrippa seconds him, with prosperons gales; as they fed.
And, with propitious gods, his foes assails. Not far from hence new Rome appears, with games A naval crown, that binds his manly brows, Projected for the rape of Sabine dames.
The bappy fortune of the fight foreshows. The pit resounds with shrieks: a war succeeds, Rang'd on the line oppos'd, Antonius brings For breach of public faith, and unexampled deeds. Barbarian aids, and troops of fastern kings. Here for revenge the Sabine troops contend : Th’ Arabians near, and Bactrians from afar, The Romans there with arms the prey defend. Of tongues discordant, and a mingled war,
And, rich in gandy robes, amidst the strife,
THE NINTH BOOK OF
Turnus takes advantage of Æneas's absence, fires The fields of Neptune take a purple dye.
some of his ships (which are tranformed into The queen herself, amidst the loud alarms,
sta-nymphs) and assaults his camp. The Trojans, With cymbals toss'd her fainting soldiers warms.
reduced to the last extremities, send Nisus and Fool as she was ; mbo had not yet divin'd
Euryalus to recal Æneas; which furnishes the Her cruel fate; nor saw the snakes behind.
poet with that admirable episode of their friend. Her country gods, the monsters of the sky,
ship, generosity, and the conclusion of their Great Neptune, Pallas, and love's queen, defy.
WHILE these affairs in distant places pass'd,
To find bold Turnus, who, with anxious thought, Divides the peace : her steps Bellona treads, The secret shade of his great grandsire sought. And shakes her iron rod above their heads.
Retir'd alone she found the daring man: This seen, Apollo, fiorn his Actian height, And op'd her rosy lips, and thus began : Pours down his arrows : at wbose winged flight
“ What none of all the gods could grant thy rows; The trembling Indians and Egyptians yield: That, Turnus, this auspicious day bestows ! And soft Sabæans quit the watery field.
Æneas, gone to seek th' Arcadian prince, The fatal mistress hoists her silken sails :
Has left the Trojan camp without defence; And, shrinking from the sight, invokes the gales. And, short of succours there, employs his pains Aghast she looks; and heaves her breast for breath: In parts remote to raise the Tuscan swains: Panting, and pale with fear of future death. Now snatch an hour that favours thy designs, The god had figurd her, as driven along
Unite thy forces, and attack their lines.” By winds and waves, and scudding through This said, on equal wings she pois'd her weight, the throng.
And form'd a radiant rainbow in her fight. Jast opposite, sad Nilus opens wide
The Daunian hero lifts his hands and eyes, His arms, and ample bosom, to the tide,
And thus invokes the goddess as she flies : And spreads his mantle o'er the winding coast; “ Iris, the grace of Heaven, what power divine In which he wraps his queen, and hides the flying Has sent thee down, through dusky clouds to host.
shine? The victor, to the god his thanks express'd : See, they divide ! immortal day appears; And Rome trinmphant, with his presence bless'd. And glittering planets dancing in their spheres! Three hundred temples in the town he plac'd; With joy, these happy omens I obey ; With spoils and altars every temple grac’d. And follow to the war the god that leads the way." Three shining nights, and three succeeding days, Thus having said, as by the brook he stood, The fields resound with shouts, the streets with He scoop'd the water from the crystal food; praise,
Then, with his hands, the drops to Heaven he The domes with songs, the theatres with plays.
throws, All altars flame: before each altar lies,
And loads the powers above with offerd vows. Drench'd in his gore, the destin'd sacrifice.
Now march the bold confederates through the Great Cæsar sits sublime upon his throne;
plain ; Before Apollo's porch, of Parian stone :
Well hors'd, well clad, a rich and shining train : Accepts the presents vow'd for victory ;
Messapus leads the van; and in the rear, And hangs the monumental crown on high. The sons of Tyrrhcus in bright arins appear. Vast crowds of vanquish'd nations march along, In the main battle, with his faming crest, Various in arms, in habit, and in tongue.
The mighty Turnus towers above the rest : Here Mulciber assigns the proper place
Silent they move; majestically slow, For Carians, and th' ungirt Namidian race; Like ebbing Nile, or Ganges in his flow. Then ranks the Thracians in the second row; The Trojans view the dusty cloud from far; And Scythians, expert in dart and bow.
And the dark menace of the distant war. And here the tani'd Euphrates humbly glides : Caïcus from the rampire saw it rise, And there the Rhine submits her swelling tides. Blackening the fields, and thickening through the And proud Araxes, whom no bridge could bind, Then, to his fellows, thus aloud he calls: (skies. The Danes' unconquer'd offspring march behind ; “What rolling clouds, my friends, approach the And Morini, the last of human kind.
walls? These figures, on the shield divinely wrought, Arm, arm, and man the works: prepare your spears By Vulcan labour'd, and by Venus brought, And pointed darts; the Latian host appears ;' With joy and wonder fill the hero's thought. Thus warn'd, they shut their gates; with shouts Umown the names, he yet admires the grace;
ascend And bears aloft the fame and fortune of his race. The bulwarks, and, secure, their foes attend.