Aeneid
Virgil
Vergil. The Aeneid of Virgil. Williams, Theodore, C, translator. Boston: Houghton Mifflin, 1910.
- There in the middle court a shadowy elm
- Its ancient branches spreads, and in its leaves
- Deluding visions ever haunt and cling.
- Then come strange prodigies of bestial kind :
- Centaurs are stabled there, and double shapes
- Like Scylla, or the dragon Lerna bred,
- With hideous scream; Briareus clutching far
- His hundred hands, Chimaera girt with flame,
- A crowd of Gorgons, Harpies of foul wing,
- And giant Geryon's triple-monstered shade.
- Aeneas, shuddering with sudden fear,
- Drew sword and fronted them with naked steel;
- And, save his sage conductress bade him know
- These were but shapes and shadows sweeping by,
- His stroke had cloven in vain the vacant air.