Æn. IV.
ÆNEIS.
421
Barcæan Troops besiege the narrow Shore; 60
And from the Sea Pigmalion threatens more.
Propitious Heav'n, and gracious Juno, lead
This wand'ring Navy to your needful Aid:
How will your Empire spread, your City rise
From such an Union, and with such Allies! 65
Implore the Favour of the Pow'rs above;
And leave the Conduct of the rest to Love.
Continue still your hospitable way,
And still invent occasions of their stay;
Till Storms, and Winter Winds, shall cease to threat,
And Planks and Oars, repair their shatter'd Fleet. 71
These Words, which from a Friend, and Sister came,
With ease resolv'd the Scruples of her Fame;
And added Fury to the kindled Flame.
Inspir'd with Hope, the Project they pursue; 75
On ev'ry Altar Sacrifice renew;
A chosen Ewe of two Years old they pay day
To Ceres Bacchus, and the God of Day:
Preferring Juno's Pow'r: For Juno ties
The Nuptial Knot, and makes the Marriage Joys. 80
The beauteous Queen before her Altar stands,
And holds the Golden Goblet in her Hands:
A milk-white Heifer she with Flow'rs adorns,
And pours the ruddy Wine betwixt her Horns;
And while the Priests with Pray'r the Gods invoke, 85
She feeds their Altars with Sabæan Smoke.
And from the Sea Pigmalion threatens more.
Propitious Heav'n, and gracious Juno, lead
This wand'ring Navy to your needful Aid:
How will your Empire spread, your City rise
From such an Union, and with such Allies! 65
Implore the Favour of the Pow'rs above;
And leave the Conduct of the rest to Love.
Continue still your hospitable way,
And still invent occasions of their stay;
Till Storms, and Winter Winds, shall cease to threat,
And Planks and Oars, repair their shatter'd Fleet. 71
These Words, which from a Friend, and Sister came,
With ease resolv'd the Scruples of her Fame;
And added Fury to the kindled Flame.
Inspir'd with Hope, the Project they pursue; 75
On ev'ry Altar Sacrifice renew;
A chosen Ewe of two Years old they pay day
To Ceres Bacchus, and the God of Day:
Preferring Juno's Pow'r: For Juno ties
The Nuptial Knot, and makes the Marriage Joys. 80
The beauteous Queen before her Altar stands,
And holds the Golden Goblet in her Hands:
A milk-white Heifer she with Flow'rs adorns,
And pours the ruddy Wine betwixt her Horns;
And while the Priests with Pray'r the Gods invoke, 85
She feeds their Altars with Sabæan Smoke.