The voyage from Dyrrhachium and the first glimpse of Italy.

They land and propitiate Juno: then coast along till they sight Mount AEtna (578-666).

After a description of the rescue of Achemenides and the escape from Polyphemus, the voyage and the story end with the death of Anchises at Drepanum (667-819).
I.

"When now the Gods have made proud Ilion fall, And Asia's power and Priam's race renowned O'erwhelmed in ruin undeserved, and all Neptunian Troy lies smouldering on the ground, In desert lands, to diverse exile bound, Celestial portents bid us forth to fare; Where Ida's heights above Antandros frowned, A fleet we build, and gather crews, unware Which way the Fates will lead, what home is ours and where.
II.

"Scarce now the summer had begun, when straight My father, old Anchises, gave command To spread our canvas and to trust to Fate.
Weeping, I leave my native port, the land, The fields where once the Trojan towers did stand, And, homeless, launch upon the boundless brine, Heart-broken outcast, with an exiled band, Comrades, and son, and household gods divine, And the great Gods of Troy, the guardians of our line.
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