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and base-born passions in its bosom burn,
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till rocks and blazing torches fill the air
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(rage never lacks for arms)—if haply then
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some wise man comes, whose reverend looks attest
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a life to duty given, swift silence falls;
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all ears are turned attentive; and he sways
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with clear and soothing speech the people's will.
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So ceased the sea's uproar, when its grave Sire
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looked o'er th' expanse, and, riding on in light,
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flung free rein to his winged obedient car.
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Aeneas' wave-worn crew now landward made,
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and took the nearest passage, whither lay
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the coast of Libya. A haven there
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walled in by bold sides of a rocky isle,
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offers a spacious and secure retreat,
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where every billow from the distant main
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breaks, and in many a rippling curve retires.
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Huge crags and two confronted promontories
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frown heaven-high, beneath whose brows outspread
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the silent, sheltered waters; on the heights
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the bright and glimmering foliage seems to show
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a woodland amphitheatre; and yet higher
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rises a straight-stemmed grove of dense, dark shade.
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Fronting on these a grotto may be seen,
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o'erhung by steep cliffs; from its inmost wall
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clear springs gush out; and shelving seats it has
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of unhewn stone, a place the wood-nymphs love.
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In such a port, a weary ship rides free
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of weight of firm-fluked anchor or strong chain.
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Hither Aeneas of his scattered fleet
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saving but seven, into harbor sailed;
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with passionate longing for the touch of land,
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forth leap the Trojans to the welcome shore,
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and fling their dripping limbs along the ground.
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Then good Achates smote a flinty stone,
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secured a flashing spark, heaped on light leaves,
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and with dry branches nursed the mounting flame.
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Then Ceres' gift from the corrupting sea
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they bring away; and wearied utterly
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ply Ceres' cunning on the rescued corn,
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and parch in flames, and mill 'twixt two smooth stones.
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Aeneas meanwhile climbed the cliffs, and searched
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the wide sea-prospect; haply Antheus there,
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storm-buffeted, might sail within his ken,
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with biremes, and his Phrygian mariners,
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or Capys or Caicus armor-clad,
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upon a towering deck. No ship is seen;
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but while he looks, three stags along the shore
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come straying by, and close behind them comes
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the whole herd, browsing through the lowland vale
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in one long line. Aeneas stopped and seized
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his bow and swift-winged arrows, which his friend,
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trusty Achates, close beside him bore.
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His first shafts brought to earth the lordly heads
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of the high-antlered chiefs; his next assailed
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the general herd, and drove them one and all
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in panic through the leafy wood, nor ceased
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the victory of his bow, till on the ground
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lay seven huge forms, one gift for every ship.
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Then back to shore he sped, and to his friends
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distributed the spoil, with that rare wine
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which good Acestes while in Sicily
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had stored in jars, and prince-like sent away
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with his Ioved guest;—this too Aeneas gave;
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and with these words their mournful mood consoled.
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“Companions mine, we have not failed to feel
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calamity till now. O, ye have borne
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far heavier sorrow: Jove will make an end
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also of this. Ye sailed a course hard by
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infuriate Scylla's howling cliffs and caves.
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Ye knew the Cyclops' crags. Lift up your hearts!
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No more complaint and fear! It well may be
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some happier hour will find this memory fair.
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Through chance and change and hazard without end,
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our goal is Latium; where our destinies
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beckon to blest abodes, and have ordained
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that Troy shall rise new-born! Have patience all!
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And bide expectantly that golden day.”
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Such was his word, but vexed with grief and care,
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feigned hopes upon his forehead firm he wore,
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and locked within his heart a hero's pain.
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Now round the welcome trophies of his chase
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they gather for a feast. Some flay the ribs
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and bare the flesh below; some slice with knives,
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and on keen prongs the quivering strips impale,
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place cauldrons on the shore, and fan the fires.
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Then, stretched at ease on couch of simple green,
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they rally their lost powers, and feast them well
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on seasoned wine and succulent haunch of game.
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But hunger banished and the banquet done,
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in long discourse of their lost mates they tell,
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'twixt hopes and fears divided; for who knows
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whether the lost ones live, or strive with death,
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or heed no more whatever voice may call?
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Chiefly Aeneas now bewails his friends,
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Orontes brave and fallen Amycus,
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or mourns with grief untold the untimely doom
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of bold young Gyas and Cloanthus bold.
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After these things were past, exalted Jove,
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from his ethereal sky surveying clear
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