Latest / Aeneid / 020 - Bk 10 The Death of Princes pt 2

Transcript

020 - Bk 10 The Death of Princes pt 2 · Aeneid

• 0:00
  Speaker 1: Book ten, Part two of The Ineared. This is a
• 0:04
  Speaker 1: LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain.
• 0:08
  Speaker 1: For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox dot org.
• 0:13
  Speaker 1: Recording by Philippa Jevons. The Enneared by Publius Virgilius Marrow,
• 0:19
  Speaker 1: translated by John Dryden, Book ten, The Death of Princes,
• 0:24
  Speaker 1: Part two. Meantime, Jaturna warns the Downian chief of lausst danger,
• 0:32
  Speaker 1: Urging swift relief. With his driven chariot, he divides a
• 0:36
  Speaker 1: crowd and making to his friends, thus calls aloud, let
• 0:40
  Speaker 1: none presume his needless aid to join, retire and clear
• 0:44
  Speaker 1: the field. The fight is mine. To this right hand
• 0:48
  Speaker 1: is Pallace only due. Oh, were his father here my
• 0:52
  Speaker 1: just revenged of view from the forbidden space. His men retired,
• 0:58
  Speaker 1: Pallas there owe and his stern words admired surveyed him.
• 1:02
  Speaker 1: Oh and oh, with wondering sight, struck with his haughty,
• 1:06
  Speaker 1: mean and towering height. Then to the King your empty
• 1:11
  Speaker 1: vaunts forbear success, I hope and fate. I cannot fear
• 1:15
  Speaker 1: alive or dead. I shall deserve a name. Jove is impartial,
• 1:19
  Speaker 1: and to both the same he said, and to the
• 1:22
  Speaker 1: void advanced his pace. Pale horror sat on each arcadian face.
• 1:28
  Speaker 1: Then turnus from his chariot, leaping light, addressed himself on
• 1:32
  Speaker 1: foot to single fight, And as a lion. When he
• 1:35
  Speaker 1: spies from far a bull that seems to meditate the war,
• 1:39
  Speaker 1: bending his neck and spurning back the sand, runs roaring
• 1:43
  Speaker 1: downward from his hilly stand. Imagine eager turnus not more
• 1:48
  Speaker 1: slow to rush from high on his unequal foe. Young Pallas,
• 1:53
  Speaker 1: when he saw the chief advance within due distance of
• 1:56
  Speaker 1: his flying lance, prepares to charge him first, resolved to try,
• 2:01
  Speaker 1: if fortune would his want of force supply, And thus
• 2:05
  Speaker 1: to heaven and Hercules addressed Alsides once on earth, Evander's guest,
• 2:11
  Speaker 1: his son adjures you, by those holy rites, that hospitable board,
• 2:16
  Speaker 1: those genial knights, assist my great attempt to gain this prize.
• 2:21
  Speaker 1: And let proud turn us view with dying eyes his
• 2:25
  Speaker 1: ravished spoils. Twas heard the vain request, Alsidees mourned and
• 2:31
  Speaker 1: stifled sighs within his breast. Then jove to soothe his sorrow.
• 2:36
  Speaker 1: Thus began short bounds of life are set to mortal man.
• 2:42
  Speaker 1: Tis Virtue's work alone to stretch the narrow span. So
• 2:46
  Speaker 1: many sons of gods, in bloody fight around the walls
• 2:49
  Speaker 1: of Troy, have lost the light. My own sarpedon fell
• 2:54
  Speaker 1: beneath his foe. Nor I his mighty sire, could ward
• 2:57
  Speaker 1: the blow even turn us sure he shall resign his breath,
• 3:01
  Speaker 1: and stands already on the verge of death. This said
• 3:06
  Speaker 1: the god permits the fatal fight, but from the Latin
• 3:10
  Speaker 1: fields averts his sight. Now with full force his spear
• 3:16
  Speaker 1: young pallace through, and having thrown his shining Fulton, drew
• 3:20
  Speaker 1: the steel just grazed along the shoulder joint, and marked
• 3:24
  Speaker 1: it slightly with the glancing point. Fierce turnus first to
• 3:28
  Speaker 1: nearer distance, drew and poised his pointed spear before he threw. Then,
• 3:34
  Speaker 1: as the winged weapon whizzed along see now, said he
• 3:38
  Speaker 1: whose arm is better strung. The spear kept on the
• 3:43
  Speaker 1: fatal course, unstayed by plates of iron, which o'er the
• 3:46
  Speaker 1: shield were laid through folded brass and tough bull hides.
• 3:51
  Speaker 1: It passed his corselet pierced, and reached his heart. At last,
• 3:57
  Speaker 1: in vain, the youth tugs at the broken wood. The
• 4:01
  Speaker 1: soul comes issuing with the vital blood. He falls his
• 4:06
  Speaker 1: arms upon his body sound, and with his bloody teeth
• 4:10
  Speaker 1: he bites the ground. Turnus bestrode the corpse Arcadians. Here
• 4:17
  Speaker 1: said he my message to your master bear, such as
• 4:21
  Speaker 1: the sire deserved the sun I send. It costs him
• 4:25
  Speaker 1: dear to be the Phrygian's friend, the lifeless body. Tell
• 4:29
  Speaker 1: him I bestow unasked to rest his wandering ghost below,
• 4:34
  Speaker 1: he said, and trampled down with all the force of
• 4:37
  Speaker 1: his left foot and spurned the wretched course. Then snatched
• 4:42
  Speaker 1: the shining belt with gold inlaid the belt Eurytian's artful
• 4:46
  Speaker 1: hands had made where fifty fatal brides expressed to sight,
• 4:51
  Speaker 1: all in the compass of one mournful night, deprived their
• 4:55
  Speaker 1: bridegrooms of returning light. In an ill hour, insulting Turnus
• 5:01
  Speaker 1: tore those golden spoils, and in a worse he wore
• 5:05
  Speaker 1: O mortals blind in fate, who never know to bear
• 5:09
  Speaker 1: high fortune or endure the low. The time shall come
• 5:13
  Speaker 1: when Turnus, but in vain, shall wish untouch'd the trophies
• 5:17
  Speaker 1: of the slain, shall wish the fatal belt were far away,
• 5:22
  Speaker 1: and cursed the dire remembrance of the day the sad
• 5:27
  Speaker 1: Arcadians from the unhappy field bear back the breathless body
• 5:31
  Speaker 1: on a shield, Oh, grace and grief of war At
• 5:36
  Speaker 1: once restored, with praises to thy sire, at once deplored.
• 5:42
  Speaker 1: One day first sent thee to the fighting field, beheld
• 5:46
  Speaker 1: whole heaps of foes in battle killed. One day beheld
• 5:50
  Speaker 1: thee dead and borne upon thy shield. This dismal news
• 5:56
  Speaker 1: not from uncertain fame, but sad spectators to the hero.
• 6:00
  Speaker 1: Came his friends upon the brink of ruin stand unless
• 6:05
  Speaker 1: relieved by his victorious hand. He whirls his sword around
• 6:10
  Speaker 1: without delay, and hues through adverse foes and ample way
• 6:14
  Speaker 1: to find fierce Turnus of his conquest, proud evander Pallas.
• 6:19
  Speaker 1: All that friendship owed to large desserts are present to
• 6:22
  Speaker 1: his eyes, his plighted hand and hospitable ties. Four sons
• 6:28
  Speaker 1: of Sulmo, four whom ufens bred he took in fight,
• 6:33
  Speaker 1: and living victims led to please the ghost of Pallace
• 6:36
  Speaker 1: and expire in sacrifice before his funeral fire at Margus.
• 6:41
  Speaker 1: Next he threw he stooped below the flying spear and
• 6:45
  Speaker 1: shunned the promised blow. Then creeping clasped the hero's knees,
• 6:50
  Speaker 1: and prayed by young Eulus, by thy father's shade of
• 6:54
  Speaker 1: spare my life, and send me back to see my
• 6:58
  Speaker 1: longing sire and tender progeny. A lofty house I have,
• 7:02
  Speaker 1: and wealth untold in silver ingots and in bars of gold,
• 7:06
  Speaker 1: all these and sums besides which see no day. The
• 7:09
  Speaker 1: ransom of this one poor life shall pay if I survive,
• 7:14
  Speaker 1: will troy the less prevail. A single soul's too light
• 7:18
  Speaker 1: to turn the scale, he said the hero sternly thus replied,
• 7:25
  Speaker 1: thy bars and ingots, and the sums beside, leave for
• 7:29
  Speaker 1: thy children's lot. Thy turners broke all rules of war
• 7:33
  Speaker 1: by one relentless stroke. When Pallace fell, so deems nor
• 7:38
  Speaker 1: deems alone my father's shadow, but my living son. Thus,
• 7:44
  Speaker 1: having said of kind remorse bereft, he seiz'd his helm
• 7:48
  Speaker 1: and dragged him with his left, then with his right hand,
• 7:52
  Speaker 1: while his neck he wreathed up to the hilts his
• 7:55
  Speaker 1: shining fortun sheath'd. Apollo's priest Emonides was near his holy
• 8:02
  Speaker 1: filets on his front, appear glittering in arms, he shone
• 8:05
  Speaker 1: amidst the crowd, much of his god more of his
• 8:09
  Speaker 1: purple proud him. The fierce trojan followed through the field.
• 8:14
  Speaker 1: The holy coward fell and forced to yield. The Prince
• 8:18
  Speaker 1: stood o'er the priest, and at one blow sent him
• 8:21
  Speaker 1: an offering to the shades below. His arms, serestedus on
• 8:26
  Speaker 1: his shoulders, bears designed a trophy to the god of wars.
• 8:31
  Speaker 1: Volcanian calculus renews the fight, and umbro borne upon the
• 8:36
  Speaker 1: mountain's height. The champion cheers his troops to encounter those
• 8:40
  Speaker 1: and seeks revenge himself on other foes. At anxious shield
• 8:45
  Speaker 1: he drove, and at the blow both shield and arm
• 8:49
  Speaker 1: to ground together go Anxious had boasted much of magic charms,
• 8:53
  Speaker 1: and thought he wore impenetrable arms so made by muttered spells,
• 8:59
  Speaker 1: and from the sphere had life secured in vain for
• 9:02
  Speaker 1: length of years. Then Tarquitus the field, in triumph, trod
• 9:07
  Speaker 1: a nymph, his mother, his sire, a god, exulting in
• 9:12
  Speaker 1: bright arms. He braves the prince with his protended lance.
• 9:16
  Speaker 1: He makes defense, bears back his feeble foe, then, pressing on,
• 9:20
  Speaker 1: arrests his better hand and drags him down. Stands o'er
• 9:25
  Speaker 1: the prostrate wretch, and as he lay vain tails, inventing,
• 9:29
  Speaker 1: and prepared to pray mows off his head. The trunk
• 9:34
  Speaker 1: a moment stood, then sunk, and rolled along the sand
• 9:38
  Speaker 1: in blood. The vengeful victor thus upbraids the slain lie there,
• 9:44
  Speaker 1: proud man, unpitied on the plain, lie there, inglorious and
• 9:49
  Speaker 1: without a tomb, far from thy mother and thy native home,
• 9:53
  Speaker 1: exposed to savage beasts and birds of prey, or thrown
• 9:57
  Speaker 1: for food to monsters of the sea on Lycas and Antaeus.
• 10:02
  Speaker 1: Next he ran two chiefs of Turnus and who led
• 10:06
  Speaker 1: his van. They fled for fear. With these he chased
• 10:11
  Speaker 1: along Camers, the yellow locked and Numa strong, both great
• 10:15
  Speaker 1: in arms, and both were fair and young. Camers was
• 10:19
  Speaker 1: son to Volsgen's, lately slain in wealth, surpassing all the
• 10:24
  Speaker 1: Latin train and in Amycla fixed his silent, easy rein
• 10:30
  Speaker 1: and as Aegean. When with heaven he strove stood opposite
• 10:33
  Speaker 1: in arms to mighty Jove, moved all his hundred hands,
• 10:37
  Speaker 1: provoked the war, defied the forky lightning from Afar at
• 10:42
  Speaker 1: fifty mouths. His flaming breath expires, and flash for flash returns,
• 10:47
  Speaker 1: and fires for fires in his right hand. As many
• 10:51
  Speaker 1: swords he wields, and takes the thunder on as many shields,
• 10:56
  Speaker 1: with strength like his. The Trojan hero stood, and soon
• 11:00
  Speaker 1: the fields with falling corpse were strode. When once his
• 11:04
  Speaker 1: fortune found the taste of blood, with fury scarce to
• 11:09
  Speaker 1: be conceived, he flew against Nepheus, whom four coursers drew. They,
• 11:14
  Speaker 1: when they see the fiery chief advance, and pushing at
• 11:17
  Speaker 1: their chests, his pointed lance wheeled with so swift emotion.
• 11:21
  Speaker 1: Mad with fear, they threw their master headlong from the
• 11:25
  Speaker 1: chair they stare. They start, nor stop their course before
• 11:29
  Speaker 1: they bear the bounding chariot to the shore. Now Lucagus
• 11:33
  Speaker 1: and Lige scour the plains with two white steeds. But
• 11:38
  Speaker 1: Liga holds the reins, and Lucagus the lofty seat maintains
• 11:42
  Speaker 1: bold brethren. Both the former waved in air his flaming sword.
• 11:48
  Speaker 1: Eneus couched his spear. Unused to threats and more unused
• 11:53
  Speaker 1: to fear. Then Liga, Thus thy confidence is vein to
• 11:58
  Speaker 1: escape from hence, as from the true Trojan plane, nor
• 12:01
  Speaker 1: these the steed which Diomede bestrode, nor this the chariot
• 12:06
  Speaker 1: where Achilles rode, nor venus vale is here near Neptune's shield.
• 12:12
  Speaker 1: Thy fatal hour is come, and this the field. Thus
• 12:17
  Speaker 1: Liger vainly vaunts the trojan peer returned his answer with
• 12:22
  Speaker 1: his flying spear. As Luca goes to lash, his horse's
• 12:26
  Speaker 1: bends prone to the wheels, and his left foot protends
• 12:30
  Speaker 1: prepared for fight, the fatal dart arrives and through the
• 12:34
  Speaker 1: borders of his buckler drives, passed through and pierced his groin.
• 12:40
  Speaker 1: The deadly wound cast from his chariot rolled him on
• 12:43
  Speaker 1: the ground, whom thus the chief upbraids with scornful spite.
• 12:49
  Speaker 1: Blame not the slowness of your steeds in flight vain
• 12:53
  Speaker 1: shadows did not force their swift retreat, But you yourself
• 12:57
  Speaker 1: forsake your empty seat, he said, and seized at once
• 13:01
  Speaker 1: the loosen'd rain, for Lige lay already on the plain
• 13:05
  Speaker 1: by the same shock. Then, stretching out his hands, the
• 13:08
  Speaker 1: recree and thus his wretched life demands now by thyself,
• 13:13
  Speaker 1: o more than mortal man, by her and him from
• 13:16
  Speaker 1: whom thy breath began, who formed thee. Thus Divine I
• 13:20
  Speaker 1: beg THEE spare this forfeit life, And hear thy suppliance prayer.
• 13:25
  Speaker 1: Thus much he spoke, and more he would have said,
• 13:29
  Speaker 1: but the stern hero turned aside his head and cut
• 13:31
  Speaker 1: him short. I hear another man, you talk not thus
• 13:35
  Speaker 1: before the fight began. Now take your turn, and as
• 13:39
  Speaker 1: a brother should attend your brother to the Stygian flood.
• 13:44
  Speaker 1: Then through his breast his fatal sword he sent, and
• 13:47
  Speaker 1: the soul issued at the gaping vent as storms, the
• 13:52
  Speaker 1: skies and torrents tear the ground. Thus raged the prince
• 13:57
  Speaker 1: and scattered deaths around. At length, Ascanius and the trojan
• 14:02
  Speaker 1: train broke from the camp, so long besieg'd in vain. Meantime,
• 14:07
  Speaker 1: the king of gods and mortal man held conference with
• 14:11
  Speaker 1: his queen, and thus began. My sister, goddess and well
• 14:15
  Speaker 1: pleasing wife, still think you venus Aid supports the strife,
• 14:20
  Speaker 1: sustains her Trojans or themselves alone with inborn valor, force
• 14:25
  Speaker 1: their fortune on how fierce in fight with courage undercaid.
• 14:30
  Speaker 1: Judge if such warriors want immorsal Aid to whom the
• 14:34
  Speaker 1: goddess with the charming eyes, soft in her tone, submissively replies,
• 14:40
  Speaker 1: why O, my sovereign lord, whose frown I fear and
• 14:45
  Speaker 1: cannot unconcerned your anger bear, Why urge you thus my grief,
• 14:51
  Speaker 1: When if I still, as once I was, were mistress
• 14:56
  Speaker 1: of your will, from your almighty power, your pleasing wife
• 14:59
  Speaker 1: might gain the grace of lengthening Turner's life. Securely snatch
• 15:05
  Speaker 1: him from the fatal fight and give him to his
• 15:08
  Speaker 1: aged father's sight. Now let him perish, since you hold
• 15:13
  Speaker 1: it good and glut the Trojans with his pious blood.
• 15:17
  Speaker 1: Yet from our lineage he derives his name, and in
• 15:21
  Speaker 1: the fourth degree from God Pilumnus came. Yet he devoutly
• 15:25
  Speaker 1: pays you rights divine and offers daily incense at your shrine.
• 15:30
  Speaker 1: Then shortly, thus the sovereign God replied, Since in my
• 15:35
  Speaker 1: power and goodness you confide, if for a little space
• 15:39
  Speaker 1: a lengthened span, you beg reprieve for this expiring man,
• 15:44
  Speaker 1: I grant you leave to take your turnus hence from
• 15:47
  Speaker 1: instant fate, and can so far dispense. But if some
• 15:51
  Speaker 1: secret meaning lies beneath to save the short lived youth
• 15:55
  Speaker 1: from destined death, or if a father thought you entertain
• 15:59
  Speaker 1: to change the fates, you feed your hopes in vain
• 16:04
  Speaker 1: to whom the goddess thus with weeping eyes, And what
• 16:09
  Speaker 1: if that request your tongue denies, your heart should grant,
• 16:13
  Speaker 1: and not a short reprieve, but length of certain life
• 16:16
  Speaker 1: to turners give. Now, speedy death attends the guiltless youth.
• 16:21
  Speaker 1: If my presaging soul divines with truth, which oh I
• 16:25
  Speaker 1: wish might err through, causeless fears, and you, for you
• 16:30
  Speaker 1: have power, prolong his years. Thus, having said, involved in clouds,
• 16:36
  Speaker 1: she flies and drives a storm before her through the skies.
• 16:40
  Speaker 1: Swift she descends, alighting on the plain where the fierce foes.
• 16:44
  Speaker 1: A dubious fight maintain of e'er condensed a specter. Soon
• 16:50
  Speaker 1: she made, and what Eneus was such seem'd the shade
• 16:55
  Speaker 1: adorned with dardan arms. The phantom bore his head aloft
• 16:59
  Speaker 1: a plumy cress. He wore this hand appeared a shining
• 17:03
  Speaker 1: sword to wield, and that sustained an imitated shield. With
• 17:07
  Speaker 1: manly mien, he stalked along the ground. Nor wonted voice
• 17:11
  Speaker 1: belied nor vaunting sound. Thus haunting ghosts appeared a waking
• 17:17
  Speaker 1: sight or dreadful visions in our dreams. By night, the
• 17:23
  Speaker 1: specter seems the Downian chief to dare and flourishes his
• 17:26
  Speaker 1: empty sword in air at this advancing Turner's hurled his spear.
• 17:32
  Speaker 1: The phantom wheeled and seemed to fly. For fear deluded
• 17:36
  Speaker 1: Turners thought, the trojan fled, and with vain hopes his
• 17:40
  Speaker 1: haughty fancy fed. Whither o coward, Thus he calls aloud,
• 17:45
  Speaker 1: nor found he spoke to wind and chased a cloud.
• 17:49
  Speaker 1: Why thus forsake your bride, receive from me the fated
• 17:53
  Speaker 1: land you sought so long by sea, he said, and,
• 17:57
  Speaker 1: brandishing at once his blade, with eager pursued the flying shade.
• 18:02
  Speaker 1: By chance, a ship was fastened to the shore, which
• 18:05
  Speaker 1: from old Clusium King Ocinea's bore the plank was ready
• 18:10
  Speaker 1: laid for safe ascent for shelter. There the trembling shadow
• 18:13
  Speaker 1: bent and skipped and skulked, and under hatches went exulting Turnus,
• 18:19
  Speaker 1: with regardless haste, ascends the plank and to the galley
• 18:23
  Speaker 1: passed scarce had he reached the prow Saturnia's hand. The
• 18:27
  Speaker 1: Holser's cuts and shoots the ship from land, with wind
• 18:33
  Speaker 1: in poop. The vessel plows the sea and measures back
• 18:36
  Speaker 1: with speed her former way. Meantime, Ineas seeks his absent
• 18:40
  Speaker 1: foe and sends his slaughtered troops to shades below. The
• 18:46
  Speaker 1: guileful phantom now forsook the shroud and flew sublime, and
• 18:50
  Speaker 1: vanished in a cloud. Too late, young turnus the delusion
• 18:55
  Speaker 1: found far on the sea, still making from the ground
• 18:59
  Speaker 1: there thankless for a life redeemed by shame, with sense
• 19:04
  Speaker 1: of honor, stung and forfeit fame, fearful besides of what
• 19:07
  Speaker 1: in fight had passed his hands and haggard eyes to
• 19:11
  Speaker 1: heaven he cast O jove, he cried, for what of
• 19:15
  Speaker 1: fence have I deserved to bear this endless infamy? Whence
• 19:20
  Speaker 1: am I forced? And whither am I born? How and
• 19:23
  Speaker 1: with what reproach shall I return? Shall ever I behold
• 19:27
  Speaker 1: the Latian plain, or see Laurentum's lofty towers again? What
• 19:32
  Speaker 1: will they say of their deserting chief? The war was mine?
• 19:35
  Speaker 1: I fly from their relief I led to slaughter, and
• 19:39
  Speaker 1: in slaughter leave, and even from hence their dying groans
• 19:43
  Speaker 1: receive here overmatch'd in fight in heaps they lie there,
• 19:49
  Speaker 1: scattered o'er the fields. Ignobly fly, gape wide o'er earth,
• 19:54
  Speaker 1: and draw me down alive. Or oh ye, pitying winds,
• 19:59
  Speaker 1: a wretch leave on sands, or shelves. The splitting vessel
• 20:04
  Speaker 1: drive or set me shipwreck'd on some desert shore, where
• 20:07
  Speaker 1: no Rutulian eyes may see me more unknown to friends
• 20:11
  Speaker 1: or foes, or conscious fame, lest she should follow, and
• 20:15
  Speaker 1: my flight proclaim. Thus Turnus raved, and various fates revolved.
• 20:22
  Speaker 1: The choice was doubtful, but the death resolved, And now
• 20:27
  Speaker 1: the sword, and now the sea took place. That to revenge,
• 20:30
  Speaker 1: and this to purge disgrace. Sometimes he sought to swim
• 20:35
  Speaker 1: the stormy main, by stretch of arms the distant shore,
• 20:39
  Speaker 1: to gain thrice he the sword a sayed, and thrice
• 20:42
  Speaker 1: the flood, but Duno moved with pity. Both withstood, and
• 20:48
  Speaker 1: thrice repress'd his rage. Strong gales supplied and pushed the
• 20:52
  Speaker 1: vessel o'er the swelling tide. At length she lands him
• 20:56
  Speaker 1: on his native shores, and to his father's longing arms,
• 21:00
  Speaker 1: restores Meantime, by Jove's impulse, Mezentius armed, succeeding Turnus with
• 21:08
  Speaker 1: his ardor warmed his fainting friends, reproached their shameful flight,
• 21:13
  Speaker 1: repelled the victors, and renewed the fight against their king.
• 21:18
  Speaker 1: The Tuscan troops conspire, such is their hate and such
• 21:22
  Speaker 1: their fierce desire of wished revenge on him and him alone,
• 21:26
  Speaker 1: all hands employed and all their darts are thrown. He
• 21:31
  Speaker 1: like a solid rock by seas, enclosed to raging winds
• 21:35
  Speaker 1: and roaring waves, opposed from his proud summit, looking down,
• 21:40
  Speaker 1: disdains their empty menace and unmoved remains beneath his feet
• 21:45
  Speaker 1: fell haughty, Hebrus dead, then Latigus and Palmus. As he
• 21:50
  Speaker 1: fled at Lattigus, a weighty stone he flung, His face
• 21:55
  Speaker 1: was flattered and his helmet rung, But Palmus from behind
• 21:59
  Speaker 1: receives his wound hamstringed. He falls and grovels on the ground,
• 22:04
  Speaker 1: his crest and armour from his body torn, thy shoulders
• 22:08
  Speaker 1: Lousus and thy head adorn Avas and Mimas, both of Troy.
• 22:14
  Speaker 1: He slew Mimas his birth from fair Teano drew born
• 22:19
  Speaker 1: on that fatal night when big with fire, the queen
• 22:22
  Speaker 1: produced young Paris to his sire. But Paris, in the
• 22:27
  Speaker 1: Phrygian fields was slain unthinking Mimas on the Latian plain,
• 22:33
  Speaker 1: and as a savage boar on mountains, bred with forest
• 22:37
  Speaker 1: mast and fattening marshes fed. When once he sees himself
• 22:40
  Speaker 1: in toils, enclosed by huntsmen and their eager hounds. Opposed,
• 22:45
  Speaker 1: he wets his tusks and turns and dares the war.
• 22:49
  Speaker 1: The invaders dart their javelins from afar. All keep aloof
• 22:53
  Speaker 1: and safely shout around, but none presumes to give a
• 22:56
  Speaker 1: nearer wound. He frets and froths, erects his bristled hide,
• 23:02
  Speaker 1: and shakes a grove of lances from his side. Not otherwise,
• 23:06
  Speaker 1: the troops, with hate inspired and just revenge against the tyrant,
• 23:10
  Speaker 1: fired their darts with clamor at a distance drive, and
• 23:14
  Speaker 1: only keep the languished war alive. From Coritus came acron
• 23:20
  Speaker 1: to the fight, who left his spouse betrothed and unconsummate.
• 23:24
  Speaker 1: Night Mezentius sees him through the squadron's ride, proud of
• 23:29
  Speaker 1: the purple favors of his bride. Then as a hungry
• 23:33
  Speaker 1: lion who beholds a gamesome goat who frisks about the
• 23:36
  Speaker 1: folds or beamy stag that grazes on the plain. He runs,
• 23:41
  Speaker 1: He roars, He shakes his rising mane, He grins and
• 23:45
  Speaker 1: opens wide his greedy jaws. The prey lies panting underneath
• 23:50
  Speaker 1: his paws. He fills his famished more his mouth runs
• 23:54
  Speaker 1: are with unchewed morsels, while he churns the gore. So
• 23:59
  Speaker 1: proud Mezentius rushes on his foes, and first unhappy acron
• 24:05
  Speaker 1: overthrows stretched at his length, he spurns the sarvy ground.
• 24:10
  Speaker 1: The lance besmeared with blood, lies broken in the wound.
• 24:15
  Speaker 1: Then with disdain, the haughty victor viewed O Rody's flying,
• 24:19
  Speaker 1: nor the wretch pursued, nor thought the dastard's back deserved
• 24:23
  Speaker 1: a wound, But running gained the advantage of the ground. Then,
• 24:27
  Speaker 1: turning short, he met him face to face. To give
• 24:31
  Speaker 1: his victory the better grace, Arody's falls in equal fight.
• 24:36
  Speaker 1: Oppressed Mezentius fixed his foot upon his breast and rested lance,
• 24:42
  Speaker 1: And thus aloud he cries, Lo, here the champion of
• 24:46
  Speaker 1: my rebels lies the fields around with EO Paian ring
• 24:52
  Speaker 1: and peals of shouts applaud the conquering king. At this
• 24:57
  Speaker 1: the vanquished, with his dying breath, thus fainted, he spoke
• 25:01
  Speaker 1: and prophesied in death. Nor thou, proud man, unpunished, shalt
• 25:07
  Speaker 1: remain like death attends thee on this fatal plain. Then
• 25:13
  Speaker 1: sourly smiling. Thus the king replied, for what belongs to me,
• 25:18
  Speaker 1: let jove provide, But die thou first, whatever chance ensue,
• 25:23
  Speaker 1: he said, And from the wound the weapon drew a
• 25:27
  Speaker 1: hovering mist came swimming o'er his sight, and sealed his
• 25:31
  Speaker 1: eyes in everlasting night. By Kydacus al Cathous was slain.
• 25:37
  Speaker 1: Sacrator laid Ydaspes on the plain. Or sees the strong
• 25:42
  Speaker 1: to greater strength must yield. He with Parthenius, whereby Rapo killed.
• 25:49
  Speaker 1: Then brave Messapus Erichites slew, who from Lecoun's blood his
• 25:54
  Speaker 1: lineage drew. But from his head, strong horse his fate
• 25:58
  Speaker 1: he found, who threw his master as he made a bound.
• 26:01
  Speaker 1: The chief, alighting, struck him to the ground. Then Clonius,
• 26:06
  Speaker 1: hand to hand on foot assails. The Trojan sinks, and
• 26:10
  Speaker 1: Neptune's son prevails. Argus, the Lycian, stepping forth with pride
• 26:15
  Speaker 1: to single fight. The boldest foe defied, whom Tuscan Valorus
• 26:20
  Speaker 1: by force o'ercame and not belied his mighty father's fame.
• 26:25
  Speaker 1: Salius to death the great Antronius scent, But the same
• 26:29
  Speaker 1: fate the victor underwent, slain by Naalkei's hand well skilled
• 26:34
  Speaker 1: to throw the flying dart and draw the far deceiving bow.
• 26:40
  Speaker 1: Thus equal deaths are dealt with equal chance. By turns,
• 26:45
  Speaker 1: they quit their ground, by turns, advance victor's and vanquished
• 26:49
  Speaker 1: in the various field. Nor wholly overcome, nor wholly yield.
• 26:55
  Speaker 1: The gods from heaven survey the fatal strife, and mourn
• 26:58
  Speaker 1: the miseries of human life. Above the rest, two goddesses
• 27:03
  Speaker 1: appear concerned for each Here Venus Juno. There amidst the crowd,
• 27:10
  Speaker 1: infernal Arte shakes her scourge aloft and crest of hissing snakes.
• 27:17
  Speaker 1: Once more, the proud Mezentius, with disdain, brandished his spear
• 27:21
  Speaker 1: and rushed into the plain, where, towering in the midmost rank,
• 27:25
  Speaker 1: he stood like tall orion, stalking are the flood. When
• 27:30
  Speaker 1: with his brawny breast he cuts the waves, his shoulders
• 27:33
  Speaker 1: scarce the topmost billow lathes, or like a mountain ash
• 27:37
  Speaker 1: whose roots are spread deep, fixed in earth in clouds,
• 27:41
  Speaker 1: he hides his head. The Trojan prince beheld him from afar,
• 27:47
  Speaker 1: and dauntless undertook the doubtful war, Collected in his strength,
• 27:51
  Speaker 1: and like a rock poised on his base, Mezentius stood
• 27:55
  Speaker 1: the shock. He stood, and, measuring first with care careful
• 28:00
  Speaker 1: eyes the space his spear could reach. Aloud, he cries,
• 28:05
  Speaker 1: my strong right hand and sword assist my stroke. Those
• 28:10
  Speaker 1: only gods. Mezentius will invoke his armor from the Trojan
• 28:15
  Speaker 1: pirate torn by my triumphant Lausus shall be worn, he said,
• 28:21
  Speaker 1: And with his utmost force he threw the massy spear, which,
• 28:25
  Speaker 1: hissing as it flew, reached the celestial shield that stopped
• 28:29
  Speaker 1: the course, but glancing. Thence, the yet unbroken force took
• 28:34
  Speaker 1: a new bent obliquely and betwixt the side and bowels
• 28:38
  Speaker 1: famed Anthores fixed an Thores had from Argos traveled far
• 28:44
  Speaker 1: Alsaide's friend and brother of the war, till tired with toils,
• 28:49
  Speaker 1: fair Italy he chose, and in a Vander's palace sought repose.
• 28:54
  Speaker 1: Now falling by another's wound his eyes he cast to
• 28:58
  Speaker 1: heaven on Argos thinks and dies the pious Trojan. Then
• 29:05
  Speaker 1: his javelin scent, the shield gave way through treble plates.
• 29:10
  Speaker 1: It went of solid brass of linen, trebly rolled, and
• 29:13
  Speaker 1: three bull hides which round the buckler fold. All these
• 29:17
  Speaker 1: it passed resistless. In the course, transpierced his thigh and
• 29:22
  Speaker 1: spent its dying force. The gaping wound gushed out a
• 29:26
  Speaker 1: crimson flood. The Trojan glad with sight of hostile blood.
• 29:31
  Speaker 1: His fortune drew to closer. Fight addressed, and with new force,
• 29:35
  Speaker 1: his fainting foe oppressed his father's peril. Lausus viewed with grief,
• 29:42
  Speaker 1: his sighed, he wept. He ran to his relief. And here,
• 29:46
  Speaker 1: heroic youth, tis here. I must to thy immortal memory,
• 29:50
  Speaker 1: be just and sing an act so noble and so
• 29:54
  Speaker 1: new posterity will scarce believe tis true. Pained with his
• 29:59
  Speaker 1: wound and useless for the fight, the father sought to
• 30:03
  Speaker 1: save himself by flight. Encumbered slow, he dragged the spear
• 30:07
  Speaker 1: along which pierced his thigh, and in his buckle are
• 30:11
  Speaker 1: hung the pious youth resolved on death below. The lifted
• 30:16
  Speaker 1: sword springs forth to face the foe, protects his parent
• 30:19
  Speaker 1: and prevents the blow. Shouts of applause ran ringing through
• 30:24
  Speaker 1: the field to see the sun. The vanquished father shield
• 30:28
  Speaker 1: all fired with generous indignation. Strive and with a storm
• 30:32
  Speaker 1: of darts to distance drive the Trojan chief, who held
• 30:36
  Speaker 1: at bay from far on his Volcanoan orb sustained the war.
• 30:42
  Speaker 1: As when thick hail comes, rattling in the wind, the plowman,
• 30:46
  Speaker 1: passenger and laboring hind for shelter to the neighboring covert
• 30:49
  Speaker 1: fly or housed or safe in hollow caverns lie, But
• 30:54
  Speaker 1: that o'erblown, when heaven above them smiles return to travel
• 30:59
  Speaker 1: and renew their toils Eneas thus o'erwhelm'd on every side,
• 31:04
  Speaker 1: the storm of darts, undaunted did abide. And thus de Lausus, loud,
• 31:10
  Speaker 1: with friendly threatening, cried, why wilt thou rush'd to certain death?
• 31:15
  Speaker 1: And rage in rash attempt beyond thy tender age betrayed
• 31:20
  Speaker 1: by pious love? Nor thus forborne the youth desists, but
• 31:25
  Speaker 1: with insulting scorn provokes the lingering prince, whose patience tired,
• 31:30
  Speaker 1: gave place and all his breast with fury fired. For now,
• 31:35
  Speaker 1: the fates prepared their sharpened shears and lifted high. The
• 31:39
  Speaker 1: flaming sword appears, which full, descending with a frightful sway
• 31:45
  Speaker 1: through shield and Corselet forced the impetuous way, and buried
• 31:49
  Speaker 1: deep in his fair bosom. Lay the purple streams through
• 31:54
  Speaker 1: the thin armor strove and drenched the embroidered coat his
• 31:58
  Speaker 1: mother wove, and life at length forsook his heaving heart.
• 32:03
  Speaker 1: Loth from so sweet a mansion to depart. But when
• 32:09
  Speaker 1: with blood and paleness all o'er spread the pious prince
• 32:13
  Speaker 1: beheld young Lausus dead, he griev'd. He wept the sight
• 32:19
  Speaker 1: an image brought of his own filial love a sadly
• 32:23
  Speaker 1: pleasing thought. Then stretched his hand to hold him up,
• 32:27
  Speaker 1: and said, poor, hapless youth, what praises can be paid
• 32:33
  Speaker 1: to love so great, to such transcendent stare of early
• 32:38
  Speaker 1: worth and sure presage of more? Accept what e'erynears can afford,
• 32:44
  Speaker 1: untouch'd thy arms, untaken be thy sword, and all that
• 32:48
  Speaker 1: pleas'd thee living still remain inviolate and sacred to the
• 32:53
  Speaker 1: slain thy body, on thy parents, I bestow to rest
• 32:57
  Speaker 1: thy soul, at least if shadows know or have a
• 33:01
  Speaker 1: sense of human things below there to thy fellow ghosts
• 33:05
  Speaker 1: with glory, tell twas by the great Eneus hand I
• 33:10
  Speaker 1: fell with this his distant friends, he beckons near, provokes
• 33:16
  Speaker 1: their duty, and prevents their fear. Himself assists to lift
• 33:21
  Speaker 1: him from the ground with clotted locks and blood that
• 33:24
  Speaker 1: welled from out the wound. Meantime, his father, now no father,
• 33:30
  Speaker 1: stood and washed his wounds by Tiber's yellow flood. Oppressed
• 33:36
  Speaker 1: with anguish panting, and O'er spent his fainting limbs against
• 33:40
  Speaker 1: an oak. He leant a bough. His brazen helmet did sustain.
• 33:46
  Speaker 1: His heavier arms lay scattered on the plain, A chosen
• 33:50
  Speaker 1: train of youth around him. Stand. His drooping head was
• 33:54
  Speaker 1: rested on his hand, his grisly beard, his pensive bosom sought,
• 33:59
  Speaker 1: and all on Lausus ran his restless thought, careful concern'd
• 34:05
  Speaker 1: his danger. To prevent he much inquired, and many a
• 34:08
  Speaker 1: message sent to warn him from the field. Alas in vain,
• 34:14
  Speaker 1: behold his mournful followers bear him slain. O'er his broad
• 34:20
  Speaker 1: shield still gushed the yawning wound and drew a bloody
• 34:25
  Speaker 1: trail along the ground. Far off He heard their cries
• 34:30
  Speaker 1: far off, divined the dire event with a foreboding mind.
• 34:35
  Speaker 1: With dust, he sprinkled first his hoary head, then both
• 34:39
  Speaker 1: his lifted hands to heaven. He spread last the dear corpse.
• 34:44
  Speaker 1: Embracing thus he said, what joys? Alas could this frail
• 34:50
  Speaker 1: being give? That I have been so covetous to live
• 34:56
  Speaker 1: to see my son, and such a son resign his
• 35:00
  Speaker 1: life a ransom for preserving mine. And am I then preserved?
• 35:06
  Speaker 1: And art thou lost? How much, too dear has that
• 35:10
  Speaker 1: redemption cost? Tis now my bitter banishment. I feel this
• 35:17
  Speaker 1: is a wound too deep for time to heal. My guilt,
• 35:22
  Speaker 1: Thy growing virtues de defame, my blackness, blotted, thy unblemished name,
• 35:28
  Speaker 1: chaste from a throne, abandoned and exiled for foul misdeeds,
• 35:32
  Speaker 1: were punishments too mild. I owed my people these, and
• 35:37
  Speaker 1: from their hate, with less resentment, could have borne my fate.
• 35:41
  Speaker 1: And yet I live, and yet sustain the sight of
• 35:45
  Speaker 1: hated men and of more hated light. But will not
• 35:51
  Speaker 1: long with that. He raised from ground his fainting limbs
• 35:56
  Speaker 1: that staggered with his wound, yet with a mind resolve
• 36:00
  Speaker 1: and unappalled with pains or perils, for his courser, called
• 36:05
  Speaker 1: well mouthed, well managed, whom himself did dress with daily care,
• 36:09
  Speaker 1: and mounted with success his aid in arms, his ornament
• 36:14
  Speaker 1: in peace, soothing his courage. With a gentle stroke, the
• 36:19
  Speaker 1: steed seemed sensible. While thus he spoke, oh, Royebus, we
• 36:24
  Speaker 1: have lived too long for me. If life and long
• 36:28
  Speaker 1: were terms that could agree, this day, thou either shalt
• 36:32
  Speaker 1: bring back the head and bloody trophies of the Trojan dead.
• 36:36
  Speaker 1: This day thou either shalt revenge my woe or murdered
• 36:39
  Speaker 1: Lausus on his cruel foe, or if inexorable fate, deny
• 36:45
  Speaker 1: our conquest with thy conquered master. Die. For after such
• 36:52
  Speaker 1: a lord, I rest secure thou wilt no foreign reins
• 36:56
  Speaker 1: or trojan load endure, he said, and straight the officious
• 37:01
  Speaker 1: courser kneels to take his wonted weight his hand he
• 37:05
  Speaker 1: fills with pointed javelins. On his head, he laced his
• 37:08
  Speaker 1: glittering helm, which terribly was graced with waving horsehair. Nodding
• 37:13
  Speaker 1: from Afar. Then spurred his thundering steed amidst the war love, anguish, wrath,
• 37:20
  Speaker 1: and grief to madness, wrought despair and secret shame, and
• 37:25
  Speaker 1: conscious thought of inborn worth, his laboring soul oppressed, rolled
• 37:30
  Speaker 1: in his eyes, and raged within his breast. Then loud
• 37:35
  Speaker 1: he called Eneas thrice by name. The loud repeated voice
• 37:39
  Speaker 1: to Gladineus came great Jove, he said, and the far
• 37:44
  Speaker 1: shooting God inspire thy mind to make thy challenge good.
• 37:49
  Speaker 1: He spoke no more, but hastened, void of fear, and
• 37:52
  Speaker 1: threatened with his long protended spear, to whom meventius. Thus
• 37:59
  Speaker 1: thy vaunts vain, my lousest lies extended on the plain.
• 38:04
  Speaker 1: He is lost. Thy conquest is already won. The wretched
• 38:08
  Speaker 1: sire is murdered in the sun. Nor fate I fear,
• 38:12
  Speaker 1: but all the gods defy forbear thy threats. My business
• 38:17
  Speaker 1: is to die, But first receive this parting legacy, he said,
• 38:23
  Speaker 1: and straight a whirling dart. He sent another after, and
• 38:26
  Speaker 1: another went round in a spacious ring. He rides the
• 38:30
  Speaker 1: field and vainly plies the impenetrable shield. Thrice rode he round,
• 38:36
  Speaker 1: and thrice ineus wheeled turned as he turned. The golden
• 38:40
  Speaker 1: orb withstood the strokes and bore about an iron wood.
• 38:46
  Speaker 1: Impatient of delay and weary, groan still to defend, and
• 38:50
  Speaker 1: to defend alone, to wrench the darts, which in his
• 38:53
  Speaker 1: buckle alight urged and are labored in unequal fight. At
• 38:57
  Speaker 1: length resolved, he throws with all his force full at
• 39:01
  Speaker 1: the temples of the warrior horse. Just where the stroke
• 39:05
  Speaker 1: was aimed, the unerring spear made way and stood transfixed
• 39:09
  Speaker 1: through either ear, seized with unwonted pain, surprised with fright,
• 39:15
  Speaker 1: the wounded steed curvet and raised upright, lights on his
• 39:19
  Speaker 1: feet before his hooves behind, spring in air, aloft and lash.
• 39:23
  Speaker 1: The wind down comes the rider headlong from his height.
• 39:28
  Speaker 1: His horse came after, with unwieldy weight and floundering forward,
• 39:33
  Speaker 1: pitching on his head, his lord's encumbered shoulder overlaid from
• 39:39
  Speaker 1: either host. The mingled shouts and cries of Trojans and
• 39:42
  Speaker 1: Rutulians rend the skies. Eneas hastening waved his fatal sword
• 39:47
  Speaker 1: high o'er his head with this reproachful word, Now where
• 39:52
  Speaker 1: are now thy vaunts? The fierce disdain of proud, misentious,
• 39:56
  Speaker 1: and the lofty strain struggling wildly staring on the skies
• 40:01
  Speaker 1: with scarce recovered sight. He thus replies, why these insulting words,
• 40:07
  Speaker 1: this waste of breath, their souls undaunted and secure of death,
• 40:12
  Speaker 1: tis no dishonor for the brave to die? Nor came
• 40:16
  Speaker 1: I here with hope of victory, nor ask thy life,
• 40:19
  Speaker 1: nor fought with that design as I had used my fortune.
• 40:24
  Speaker 1: Use thou thine, my dying son, contracted no such band.
• 40:30
  Speaker 1: The gift is hateful from his murderer's hand. For this
• 40:34
  Speaker 1: this only favor. Let me sue if pity can to
• 40:39
  Speaker 1: conquered foes be due. Refuse it not, but let my
• 40:43
  Speaker 1: body have the last retreat of human kind. A grave
• 40:48
  Speaker 1: too well. I know the insulting people's hate protect me
• 40:52
  Speaker 1: from their vengeance after fate. This refuge for my poor remains.
• 40:57
  Speaker 1: Provide and lay my much loved Lausus by my side,
• 41:03
  Speaker 1: he said, And to the sword his throat applied. The
• 41:08
  Speaker 1: crimson stream disdained his arms around, and the disdainful soul
• 41:14
  Speaker 1: came rushing through the wound. End of Book ten.