[The Aeneid of Virgil by Virgil]@TWC D-Link bookThe Aeneid of Virgil BOOK FOUR 17/32
"Never, dear Queen, will I disown the debt, Thy love's deserts, too countless to repeat, Nor ever fair Elissa's name forget, While memory shall last, or pulses beat. Few words are mine, for fewest words are meet. Think not I meant--the very thought were shame-- Thief-like to veil my going with deceit. I gave no promise of a husband's name, Nor talked of ties like that, or wedlock's sacred flame. XLIV.
"Did Fate but let me shape my life at will, And rest at pleasure, Ilion, first of all, And Troy's sweet relics would I cling to still, And Pergama and Priam's stately hall Once more should cheer the vanquished for their fall. But now Grynoean Phoebus bids me fare To great Italia; to Italia call The Lycian lots, and so the Fates declare. There lies the land I love, my destined home is there. XLV.
"If thee, Tyre-born, a Libyan town detain, What grudge to Troy Ausonia's land denies? We too may seek a foreign realm to gain. Me, oft as Night's damp shadows from the skies Have shrouded Earth, and fiery stars arise, My sire Anchises' troubled ghost in sleep Upbraids and scares, and ever louder cries The wrong, that on Ascanius' head I heap, Whom from Hesperia's plains, his destined realms, I keep. XLVI.
"Now, too, Jove's messenger himself comes down-- Bear witness both--I heard the voice divine, I saw the God just entering the town. Cease then to vex me, nor thyself repine. Heaven's will to Latium summons me, not mine." Him, speaking thus and pleading but in vain, She viewed askance, rolling her restless eyne, Then scanned him o'er, long silent, in disdain, And thus at length broke out, and gave her wrath the rein. XLVII.
"False traitor! Goddess never gave thee birth, Nor of thy race was Dardanus the first. Thy limbs were fashioned in the womb of Earth, The rugged rocks of Caucasus accurst. Hyrcanian tigresses thy childhood nursed. Why fawn and feign? what more have I to fear, What more to wait for, having known the worst? Moved he those eyes? dropped he a single tear Sighed he with me, or spake a lover's heart to cheer? XLVIII.
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