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Notes Display Latin text | translated by Theodore C. Williams Book V Chapter 30: They leave Sicily | Next chapter Return to index Previous chapter |
Now the nine days of funeral pomp are done, and every altar has had honors due from all the folk. Now tranquil-breathing winds have levelled the great deep, while brisk and free, a favoring Auster bids them launch away. But sound of many a wailing voice is heard along the winding shore; for ere they go, in fond embraces for a night and day they linger still. The women -- aye, and men! -- who hated yesterday the ocean's face and loathed its name, now clamor to set sail and bear all want and woe to exiles known. But good Aeneas with benignant words their sorrow soothes, and, not without a tear, consigns them to Acestes' kindred care. Then bids he sacrifice to Eryx' shade three bulls, and to the wind-gods and the storm a lamb, then loose the ships in order due. He, with a garland of shorn olive, stood holding aloft the sacrificial bowl from his own vessel's prow, and scattered far the sacred entrails o'er the bitter wave, with gift of flowing wine. Swift at the stern a fair wind rose and thrust them; while the crews with rival strokes swept o'er the spreading sea. Event: Aeneas on Sicily |
762-778 Iamque dies epulata nouem gens omnis, et aris factus honos: placidi strauerunt aequora uenti creber et aspirans rursus uocat Auster in altum. exoritur procurua ingens per litora fletus; complexi inter se noctemque diemque morantur. ipsae iam matres, ipsi, quibus aspera quondam uisa maris facies et non tolerabile numen, ire uolunt omnemque fugae perferre laborem. quos bonus Aeneas dictis solatur amicis et consanguineo lacrimans commendat Acestae. tris Eryci uitulos et Tempestatibus agnam caedere deinde iubet soluique ex ordine funem. ipse caput tonsae foliis euinctus oliuae stans procul in prora pateram tenet, extaque salsos proicit in fluctus ac uina liquentia fundit. certatim socii feriunt mare et aequora uerrunt; prosequitur surgens a puppi uentus euntis. |