But I will send, my Borders to explore,
And trace the Windings of the mazy Shore.
Perchance, already thrown on these Abodes,
He roams the Towns, or wanders thro’ the Woods.780
Rais’d in their Hopes the Friend and Hero stood;
And long’d to break, transported, from the Cloud.
Oh! Goddess-born! cry’d brave Achates, say,
What are your Thoughts, and why this long Delay?
All safe you see; your Friends and Fleet restor’d:785
One (whom we saw) the whirling Gulf devour’d.
Lo! with the Rest your Mother’s Words agree,
All but Orontes scap’d the raging Sea.
Swift as he spoke, the Vapours break away,
Dissolve in Æther, and refine to Day.790
Radiant, in open View, Æneas stood,
In Form and Looks, majestic as a God.
Flush’d with the rosy Bloom of Youth he glows,
His Hair in Ringlets, curl’d by Venus, flows;
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