No more He heeds such timid prey, but longs to hear The tawny lion, issuing with a roar Forth from the lofty hills, and front the foaming boar.
XXI.

Meanwhile deep mutterings vex the louring sky, And, mixt with hail, in torrents comes the rain.
Scar'd, o'er the fields to diverse shelter fly Troy's sons, Ascanius, and the Tyrian train.
Down from the hills the deluge pours amain.
One cave protects the pair.

Earth gives the sign, With Juno, mistress of the nuptial chain.
And heaven bears witness, and the lightnings shine, And from the crags above shriek out the Nymphs divine.
XXII.

Dark day of fate, and dismal hour of sin! Then first disaster did the gods ordain, And death and woe were destined to begin.
Nor shame nor scandal now the Queen restrain, No more she meditates to hide the stain, No longer chooses to conceal her flame.
Marriage she calls it, but the fraud is plain, And pretexts weaves, and with a specious name Attempts to veil her guilt, and sanctify her shame.
XXIII.

Fame with the news through Libya's cities hies, Fame, far the swiftest of all mischiefs bred; Speed gives her force; she strengthens as she flies.
Small first through fear, she lifts a loftier head, Her forehead in the clouds, on earth her tread.
Last sister of Enceladus, whom Earth Brought forth, in anger with the gods, 'tis said, Swift-winged, swift-footed, of enormous girth, Huge, horrible, deformed, a giantess from birth.
XXIV.