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Notes Do not display Latin text | translated by Theodore C. Williams Book I Chapter 27: The temple of Juno, with images of the Trojan war | Next chapter Return to index Previous chapter |
Deep in the city's heart there was a grove of beauteous shade, where once the Tyrians, cast here by stormful waves, delved out of earth that portent which Queen Juno bade them find, -- the head of a proud horse, -- that ages long their boast might be wealth, luxury and war. Upon this spot Sidonian Dido raised a spacious fane to Juno, which became splendid with gifts, and hallowed far and wide for potency divine. Its beams were bronze, and on loud hinges swung the brazen doors. A rare, new sight this sacred grove did show, which calmed Aeneas' fears, and made him bold to hope for safety, and with lifted heart from his low-fallen fortunes re-aspire. For while he waits the advent of the Queen, he scans the mighty temple, and admires the city's opulent pride, and all the skill its rival craftsmen in their work approve. Behold! he sees old Ilium's well-fought fields in sequent picture, and those famous wars now told upon men's lips the whole world round. There Atreus' sons, there kingly Priam moved, and fierce Pelides pitiless to both. Aeneas paused, and, weeping, thus began: Alas, Achates, what far region now, what land in all the world knows not our pain? See, it is Priam! Virtue's wage is given -- O even here! Here also there be tears for what men bear, and mortal creatures feel each other's sorrow. Therefore, have no fear! This story of our loss forbodes us well. Events: Aeneas in Carthago, Trojan War |
441-463 Lucus in urbe fuit media, laetissimus umbra, quo primum iactati undis et turbine Poeni effodere loco signum, quod regia Iuno monstrarat, caput acris equi; sic nam fore bello egregiam et facilem victu per saecula gentem. Hic templum Iunoni ingens Sidonia Dido condebat, donis opulentum et numine divae, aerea cui gradibus surgebant limina, nexaeque aere trabes, foribus cardo stridebat aenis. Hoc primum in luco nova res oblata timorem leniit, hic primum Aeneas sperare salutem ausus, et adflictis melius confidere rebus. Namque sub ingenti lustrat dum singula templo, reginam opperiens, dum, quae fortuna sit urbi, artificumque manus inter se operumque laborem miratur, videt Iliacas ex ordine pugnas, bellaque iam fama totum volgata per orbem, Atridas, Priamumque, et saevum ambobus Achillem. Constitit, et lacrimans, 'Quis iam locus' inquit 'Achate, quae regio in terris nostri non plena laboris? En Priamus! Sunt hic etiam sua praemia laudi; sunt lacrimae rerum et mentem mortalia tangunt. Solve metus; feret haec aliquam tibi fama salutem.' |