Aeneid
Virgil
Vergil. The Aeneid of Virgil. Williams, Theodore, C, translator. Boston: Houghton Mifflin, 1910.
- Aeneas, by that fleeting vision struck
- with an exceeding awe, straightway leaped forth
- from slumber's power, and to his followers cried :
- “Awake, my men! Away! Each to his place
- upon the thwarts! Unfurl at once the sails!
- A god from heaven a second time sent down
- urges our instant flight and bids us cut
- the twisted cords. Whatever be thy name,
- behold, we come, O venerated Power!
- Again with joy we follow! Let thy grace
- assist us as we go! And may thy power
- bring none but stars benign across our sky.”
- So saying, from its scabbard forth he flashed
- the lightning of his sword, with naked blade
- striking the hawsers free. Like ardor seized
- on all his willing men, who raced and ran;
- and, while their galleys shadowed all the sea,
- clean from the shore they scudded, with strong strokes
- sweeping the purple waves and crested foam.