e reach'd Lyrnessusturn'd his head.
Her lofty walls not long our progress stay'd;
ThosePallasJoveand wein ruins laid:
In Grecian chains her captive race were cast;
'Tis truethe great Aeneas fled too fast.
Defrauded of my conquest once before
What then I lostthe gods this day restore.
Go; while thou may'stavoid the threaten'd fate;
Fools stay to feel itand are wise too late.
To this Anchises' son: "Such words employ
To one that fears theesome unwarlike boy;
Such we disdain; the best may be defied
With mean reproachesand unmanly pride;
Unworthy the high race from which we came
Proclaim'd so loudly by the voice of fame:
Each from illustrious fathers draws his line;
Each goddess-born; half humanhalf divine.
Thetis' this dayor Venus' offspring dies
And tears shall trickle from celestial eyes:
For when two heroesthus derivedcontend
'Tis not in words the glorious strife can end.
If yet thou further seek to learn my birth
(A tale resounded through the spacious earth)
Hear how the glorious origin we prove
From ancient Dardanusthe first from Jove:
Dardania's walls he raised; for Ilionthen
(The city since of many-languaged men)
Was not. The natives were cont [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]
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