... to cast down utterly the walls of perjured Troy, which my own hands had built beside the sea. And even to-day my favor changes not. Dispel thy fear! Safe, even as thou prayest, he shall ride to Cumae 's haven, where Avernus lies. One only sinks beneath th' engulfing seas, — one life in lieu of many.” Having soothed and cheered her heart divine, the worshipped sire flung o'er his m...