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P. Vergilius Maro, Aeneid (ed. Theodore C. Williams), Book 10, line 166 (search)
First Massicus his brazen Tigress rode, cleaving the brine; a thousand warriors were with him out of Clusium's walls, or from the citadel of Coste, who for arms had arrows, quivers from the shoulder slung, and deadly bows. Grim Abas near him sailed; his whole band wore well-blazoned mail; his ship displayed the form of Phoebus, all of gold: to him had Populonia consigned (His mother-city, she) six hundred youth well-proven in war; three hundred Elba gave, an island rich in unexhausted ores of iron, like the Chalybes. Next came Asilas, who betwixt the gods and men interprets messages and reads clear signs in victims' entrails, or the stars of heaven, or bird-talk, or the monitory flames of lightning: he commands a thousand men close lined, with bristling spears, of Pisa all, that Tuscan city of Alpheus sprung. Then Astur followed, a bold horseman he, Astur in gorgeous arms, himself most fair: three hundred are his men, one martial mind uniting all: in Caere they were bred and Minio's p
P. Vergilius Maro, Aeneid (ed. Theodore C. Williams), Book 10, line 653 (search)
By chance in covert of a lofty crag a ship stood fastened and at rest; her sides showed ready bridge and stairway; she had brought Osinius, king of Clusium. Thither came Aeneas' counterfeit of flight and fear, and dropped to darkness. Turnus, nothing loth, gave close chase, overleaping every bar, and scaling the high bridge; but scarce he reached the vessel's prow, when Juno cut her loose, the cables breaking, and along swift waves pushed her to sea. Yet in that very hour Aeneas to the battle vainly called the vanished foe, and round his hard-fought path stretched many a hero dead. No longer now the mocking shadow sought to hide, but soared visibly upward and was Iost in cloud, while Turnus drifted o'er the waters wide before the wind. Bewildered and amazed he looked around him; little joy had he in his own safety, but upraised his hands in prayer to Heaven: “O Sire omnipotent! Didst thou condemn me to a shame like this? Such retribution dire? Whither now? Whence came I here? What pan