Aeneid
Virgil
Vergil. The Aeneid of Virgil. Williams, Theodore, C, translator. Boston: Houghton Mifflin, 1910.
- Meanwhile at every gate the Rutule foe
- urges the slaughter on, and closes round
- the battlements with ring of flame. The host
- of Trojans, prisoned in the palisades,
- lies in strict siege and has no hope to fly.
- In wretched plight they man the turrets tall,
- to no avail, and with scant garrison
- the ramparts crown. In foremost line of guard
- are Asius Imbrasides, the twin
- Assaraci, and Hicetaon's son
- Thymoetes, and with Castor at his side
- the veteran Thymbris; then the brothers both
- of slain Sarpedon, and from Lycian steep
- Clarus and Themon. With full-straining thews
- lifting a rock, which was of some huge hill
- no fragment small, Lyrnesian Acmon stood;
- nor less than Clytius his sire he seemed,
- nor Mnestheus his great brother. Some defend
- the wall with javelins; some hurl down stones
- or firebrands, or to the sounding string
- fit arrows keen. But lo! amid the throng,
- well worth to Venus her protecting care,
- the Dardan boy, whose princely head shone forth
- without a helm, like radiant jewel set
- in burnished gold for necklace or for crown;
- or like immaculate ivory inclosed
- in boxwood or Orician terebinth;
- his tresses o'er his white neck rippled down,
- confined in circlet of soft twisted gold.
- Thee, too, the warrior nations gaze upon,
- high-nurtured Ismarus, inflicting wounds
- with shafts of venomed reed: Maeonia's vale
- thy cradle was, where o'er the fruitful fields
- well-tilled and rich, Pactolus pours his gold.
- Mnestheus was there, who, for his late repulse
- of Turnus from the rampart, towered forth
- in glory eminent; there Capys stood,
- whose name the Capuan citadel shall bear.