Episode 4

Janus himself before his fane shall wait, And keep the dreadful issues of his gate, With bolts and iron bars: within remains Imprison'd Fury, bound in brazen chains;High on a trophy rais'd, of useless arms, He sits, and threats the world with vain alarms."He said, and sent Cyllenius with command To free the ports, and ope the Punic land To Trojan guests; lest, ignorant of fate, The queen might force them from her town and state.

Down from the steep of heav'n Cyllenius flies, And cleaves with all his wings the yielding skies.

Soon on the Libyan shore descends the god, Performs his message, and displays his rod:

The surly murmurs of the people cease;

And, as the fates requir'd, they give the peace:

The queen herself suspends the rigid laws, The Trojans pities, and protects their cause.

Meantime, in shades of night Aeneas lies:

Care seiz'd his soul, and sleep forsook his eyes.

But, when the sun restor'd the cheerful day, He rose, the coast and country to survey, Anxious and eager to discover more.

It look'd a wild uncultivated shore;

But, whether humankind, or beasts alone Possess'd the new-found region, was unknown.

Beneath a ledge of rocks his fleet he hides:

Tall trees surround the mountain's shady sides;The bending brow above a safe retreat provides.

Arm'd with two pointed darts, he leaves his friends, And true Achates on his steps attends.

Lo! in the deep recesses of the wood, Before his eyes his goddess mother stood:

A huntress in her habit and her mien;

Her dress a maid, her air confess'd a queen.

Bare were her knees, and knots her garments bind;Loose was her hair, and wanton'd in the wind;Her hand sustain'd a bow; her quiver hung behind.

She seem'd a virgin of the Spartan blood:

With such array Harpalyce bestrode Her Thracian courser and outstripp'd the rapid flood.

"Ho, strangers! have you lately seen," she said, "One of my sisters, like myself array'd, Who cross'd the lawn, or in the forest stray'd?

A painted quiver at her back she bore;

Varied with spots, a lynx's hide she wore;And at full cry pursued the tusky boar."

Thus Venus: thus her son replied again:

"None of your sisters have we heard or seen, O virgin! or what other name you bear Above that style- O more than mortal fair!

Your voice and mien celestial birth betray!

If, as you seem, the sister of the day, Or one at least of chaste Diana's train, Let not an humble suppliant sue in vain;But tell a stranger, long in tempests toss'd, What earth we tread, and who commands the coast?

Then on your name shall wretched mortals call, And offer'd victims at your altars fall.""I dare not," she replied, "assume the name Of goddess, or celestial honors claim:

For Tyrian virgins bows and quivers bear, And purple buskins o'er their ankles wear.

Know, gentle youth, in Libyan lands you are-A people rude in peace, and rough in war.

The rising city, which from far you see, Is Carthage, and a Tyrian colony.

Phoenician Dido rules the growing state, Who fled from Tyre, to shun her brother's hate.

Great were her wrongs, her story full of fate;Which I will sum in short.Sichaeus, known For wealth, and brother to the Punic throne, Possess'd fair Dido's bed; and either heart At once was wounded with an equal dart.

Her father gave her, yet a spotless maid;Pygmalion then the Tyrian scepter sway'd:

One who condemn'd divine and human laws.

Then strife ensued, and cursed gold the cause.

The monarch, blinded with desire of wealth, With steel invades his brother's life by stealth;Before the sacred altar made him bleed, And long from her conceal'd the cruel deed.

Some tale, some new pretense, he daily coin'd, To soothe his sister, and delude her mind.

At length, in dead of night, the ghost appears Of her unhappy lord: the specter stares, And, with erected eyes, his bloody bosom bares.

The cruel altars and his fate he tells, And the dire secret of his house reveals, Then warns the widow, with her household gods, To seek a refuge in remote abodes.

Last, to support her in so long a way, He shows her where his hidden treasure lay.

Admonish'd thus, and seiz'd with mortal fright, The queen provides companions of her flight:

They meet, and all combine to leave the state, Who hate the tyrant, or who fear his hate.

They seize a fleet, which ready rigg'd they find;Nor is Pygmalion's treasure left behind.

The vessels, heavy laden, put to sea With prosp'rous winds; a woman leads the way.

I know not, if by stress of weather driv'n, Or was their fatal course dispos'd by Heav'n;At last they landed, where from far your eyes May view the turrets of new Carthage rise;There bought a space of ground, which (Byrsa call'd, From the bull's hide) they first inclos'd, and wall'd.

But whence are you? what country claims your birth?

What seek you, strangers, on our Libyan earth?"To whom, with sorrow streaming from his eyes, And deeply sighing, thus her son replies:

"Could you with patience hear, or I relate, O nymph, the tedious annals of our fate!

Thro' such a train of woes if I should run, The day would sooner than the tale be done!

From ancient Troy, by force expell'd, we came-If you by chance have heard the Trojan name.

On various seas by various tempests toss'd, At length we landed on your Libyan coast.

The good Aeneas am I call'd- a name, While Fortune favor'd, not unknown to fame.

My household gods, companions of my woes, With pious care I rescued from our foes.

To fruitful Italy my course was bent;

And from the King of Heav'n is my descent.

With twice ten sail I cross'd the Phrygian sea;Fate and my mother goddess led my way.

Scarce sev'n, the thin remainders of my fleet, From storms preserv'd, within your harbor meet.

Myself distress'd, an exile, and unknown, Debarr'd from Europe, and from Asia thrown, In Libyan desarts wander thus alone."His tender parent could no longer bear;

But, interposing, sought to soothe his care.

"Whoe'er you are- not unbelov'd by Heav'n, Since on our friendly shore your ships are driv'n-Have courage: to the gods permit the rest, And to the queen expose your just request.

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