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'I heard many such stories, and saw many things throughout that long year. Sluggish and torpid, through inactivity, we were commanded to spread the sails and travel the seas again. Circe, the Titan's [Note 1] daughter, had told us of the fierce dangers of the seas to come, the dangerous channels, and the vast reaches: I confess I was afraid, and finding this shore, I clung to it.' Macareus had done. Aeneas's nurse, Caieta, was interred in a marble urn, having a brief epitaph carved on her tomb: HERE HE WHOM I, CAIETA, NURSED, WHO, NOTED FOR HIS PIETY, SAVED ME FROM ACHAEAN FIRE, AS IS RIGHT, CREMATED ME. Note 1: Titan = Sol |