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Pain'd with his woundand useless for the fight
The father sought to save himself by flight:
Incumber'dslow he dragg'd the spear along
Which pierc'd his thighand in his buckler hung.
The pious youthresolv'd on deathbelow
The lifted sword springs forth to face the foe;
Protects his parentand prevents the blow.
Shouts of applause ran ringing thro' the field
To see the son the vanquish'd father shield.
Allfir'd with gen'rous indignationstrive
And with a storm of darts to distance drive
The Trojan chiefwhoheld at bay from far
On his Vulcanian orb sustain'd the war.
Aswhen thick hail comes rattling in the wind
The plowmanpassengerand lab'ring hind
For shelter to the neighb'ring covert fly
Or hous'dor safe in hollow caverns lie;
Butthat o'erblownwhen heav'n above 'em smiles
Return to traveland renew their toils:
Aeneas thuso'erwhelmed on ev'ry side
The storm of dartsundaunteddid abide;
And thus to Lausus loud with friendly threat'ning cried:
Why wilt thou rush to certain deathand rage
In rash attemptsbeyond thy tender age
Betray'd by pious love?
Northus forborne
The youth desistsbut with insulting scorn
Provokes the ling'ring princewhose patiencetir'd
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