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P. Vergilius Maro, Aeneid (ed. Theodore C. Williams), Book 8, line 152 (search)
Aeneas ceased. The other long had scanned the hero's face, his eyes, and wondering viewed his form and mien divine; in answer now he briefly spoke: “With hospitable heart, O bravest warrior of all Trojan-born, I know and welcome thee. I well recall thy sire Anchises, how he looked and spake. For I remember Priam, when he came to greet his sister, Queen Hesione, in Salamis, and thence pursued his way to our cool uplands of Arcadia. The bloom of tender boyhood then was mine, and with a wide-eyed wonder I did view those Teucrian lords, Laomedon's great heir, and, towering highest in their goodly throng, Anchises, whom my warm young heart desired to speak with and to clasp his hand in mine. So I approached, and joyful led him home to Pheneus' olden wall. He gave me gifts the day he bade adieu; a quiver rare filled with good Lycian arrows, a rich cloak inwove with thread of gold, and bridle reins all golden, now to youthful Pallas given. Therefore thy plea is granted, and my hand here cl
P. Vergilius Maro, Aeneid (ed. Theodore C. Williams), Book 8, line 470 (search)
fearful lies Etruria's force, disarmed by oracles. Their Tarchon sent envoys who bore a sceptre and a crown even to me, and prayed I should assume the sacred emblems of Etruria's king, and lead their host to war. But unto me cold, sluggish age, now barren and outworn, denies new kingdoms, and my slow-paced powers run to brave deeds no more. Nor could I urge my son, who by his Sabine mother's line is half Italian-born. Thyself art he, whose birth illustrious and manly prime fate favors and celestial powers approve. Therefore go forth, O bravest chief and King of Troy and Italy! To thee I give the hope and consolation of our throne, pallas, my son, and bid him find in thee a master and example, while he learns the soldier's arduous toil. With thy brave deeds let him familiar grow, and reverence thee with youthful love and honor. In his train two hundred horsemen of Arcadia, our choicest men-at-arms, shall ride; and he in his own name an equal band shall bring to follow only thee.
P. Vergilius Maro, Aeneid (ed. Theodore C. Williams), Book 10, line 215 (search)
tch on! We were the pine-trees on the holy top of Ida's mountain. Sea-nymphs now are we, and thine own fleet. When, as we fled, the flames rained o'er us from the false Rutulian's hand 't was all unwillingly we cast away thy serviceable chains: and now once more we follow thee across the sea. These forms our pitying mother bade us take, with power to haunt immortally the moving sea. Lo, thy Ascanius lies close besieged in moated walls, assailed by threatening arms and Latium's front of war. Arcadia, her horsemen with the bold Etruscan joined, stands at the place appointed. Turnus means, with troop opposing, their advance to bar and hold them from the camp. Arouse thee, then, and with the rising beams of dawn call forth thy captains and their followers. Take that shield victorious, which for thee the Lord of Fire forged for a gift and rimmed about with gold. To-morrow's light—deem not my words be vain!— shall shine on huge heaps of Rutulia's dead.” So saying, she pushed with her right <
P. Vergilius Maro, Aeneid (ed. Theodore C. Williams), Book 10, line 426 (search)
But Lausus, seeing such a hero slain, bade his troop have no fear, for he himself was no small strength in war; and first he slew Abas, who fought hard, and had ever seemed himself the sticking-point and tug of war. Down went Arcadia's warriors, and slain etruscans fell, with many a Trojan brave the Greek had spared. Troop charges upon troop well-matched in might, with chiefs of like renown; the last rank crowds the first;—so fierce the press scarce hand or sword can stir. Here Pallas stands, and pushes back the foe; before him looms Lausus, his youthful peer, conspicuous both in beauty; but no star will them restore to home and native land. Yet would the King of high Olympus suffer not the pair to close in battle, but each hero found a later doom at hands of mightier foes
P. Vergilius Maro, Aeneid (ed. Theodore C. Williams), Book 12, line 257 (search)
tant seas. Close up your ranks—one soul in all our breasts! Defend in open war your stolen King.” So saying, he hurled upon th' opposing foe his javelin, running forward. The strong shaft of corner whistled shrill, and clove the air unerring. Instantly vast clamor rose, and all th' onlookers at the spectacle leaped up amazed, and every heart beat high. The spear sped flying to the foeman's line, where stood nine goodly brethren, pledges all of one true Tuscan mother to her lord, Gylippus of Arcadia; it struck full on one of these at his gold-belted waist, and where the clasp clung, pierced the rib clean through. And stretched the fair youth in his glittering arms full length and lifeless on the yellow sand. His brothers then, bold band to wrath aroused by sorrow, seize the sword or snatch the spear and blindly charge. Opposing them, the host Laurentine makes advance, and close-arrayed the Trojans like a torrent pour, enforced by Tuscans and the gay-accoutred clans of Arcady. One passi