Aeneid
Virgil
Vergil. The Aeneid of Virgil. Williams, Theodore, C, translator. Boston: Houghton Mifflin, 1910.
- After these toils, they hasten to fulfil
- What else the Sibyl said. Straightway they find
- A cave profound, of entrance gaping wide,
- O'erhung with rock, in gloom of sheltering grove,
- Near the dark waters of a lake, whereby
- No bird might ever pass with scathless wing,
- So dire an exhalation is breathed out
- From that dark deep of death to upper air :—
- Hence, in the Grecian tongue, Aornos called.
- Here first four youthful bulls of swarthy hide
- Were led for sacrifice; on each broad brow
- The priestess sprinkled wine; 'twixt the two horns
- Outplucked the lifted hair, and cast it forth
- Upon the holy flames, beginning so
- Her offerings; then loudly sued the power
- of Hecate, a Queen in heaven and hell.
- Some struck with knives, and caught in shallow bowls
- The smoking blood. Aeneas' lifted hand
- Smote with a sword a sable-fleeced ewe
- To Night, the mother of th' Eumenides,
- And Earth, her sister dread; next unto thee,
- O Proserpine, a curst and barren cow;
- Then unto Pluto, Stygian King, he built
- An altar dark, and piled upon the flames
- The ponderous entrails of the bulls, and poured
- Free o'er the burning flesh the goodly oil.
- Then lo! at dawn's dim, earliest beam began
- Beneath their feet a groaning of the ground :
- The wooded hill-tops shook, and, as it seemed,
- She-hounds of hell howled viewless through the shade ,
- To hail their Queen. “Away, 0 souls profane!
- Stand far away!” the priestess shrieked, “nor dare
- Unto this grove come near! Aeneas, on!
- Begin thy journey! Draw thy sheathed blade!
- Now, all thy courage! now, th' unshaken soul!”
- She spoke, and burst into the yawning cave
- With frenzied step; he follows where she leads,
- And strides with feet unfaltering at her side.