The Aeneid (Vintage Classics)
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Virgil's great epic transforms the Homeric tradition into a triumphal statement of the Roman civilizing mission. Translated by Robert Fitzgerald.
center of Italy AMYCLAE a city south of Rome, in Campania; traditionally referred to as “silent” AMYCUS (1) name of several Trojans; (2) king of the Bebrycii (a people in Asia Minor); a famous boxer ANAGNIA a city of the Hernici, southeast of Rome ANCHEMOLUS a Latin, descendant of Rhoetus ANCHISES father of Aeneas by Venus, son of Capys; crippled by a flash of lightning by Jupiter because he boasted of Venus’ love ANCUS Ancus Martius, fourth king of Rome ANDROGEOS (1) a Greek slain at
when a faint breeze through a door ajar Comes in to stir and scatter the light leaves, 600 She never cares to catch them as they flutter Or to restore them, or to join the verses; Visitors, unenlightened, turn away And hate the Sibyl’s shrine. But here no thought 605 Of time spent in delay should count with you— Though crews reproach you, though the course you set Call seaward now, and you can fill your sails With wind in the right quarter, even so Pray to the prophetess that she
missing oars On one oar-bank, Comedian Sergestus Brought his long craft ingloriously in. 355 Often you’ll see a snake on a high road A felloed wheel has run obliquely over Or a pedestrian with a heavy stone Has torn and left half dead: to get away It sets in motion its long coils, in part 360 Still dangerous with blazing eyes and rearing Hissing head, in part immobilized By the crippling wound, writhing upon itself. So sluggish under oars the ship moved on; But then she hoisted
offerings to me—a dusky place With dark pine trees and a tall stand of maple. These I gladly gave to the Dardan prince When he required a fleet. But now a pang Of fear has made my heart contract. Relieve 125 My anguish, let your mother’s plea avail In this: that those ships’ timbers not be breached Or swamped on any course by any storm, But let their birth and growth here on our mountains Prosper them all.” 130 But in reply her son Who makes the firmament revolve demurred: “What
so reasoning, made his plea. No time was lost; Tarchon joined forces with him, Sealed a pact; and, freed from fate’s delay, The Lydian host, pledged to a foreign captain, At the command of heaven, went to sea. 215 Aeneas’ ship sailed first in line; her beak Showed Phrygian lions below a figurehead Of Ida, welcome sight to exiled Trojans. There great Aeneas sat and inwardly Reflected on the fortunes of the war. 220 And Pallas, at his left hand, questioned him, Now of the stars,