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Notes Display Latin text | translated by Theodore C. Williams Book III Chapter 1: The wanderings of Aeneas begin | Next chapter Return to index Previous chapter |
When Asia's power and Priam's race and throne, though guiltless, were cast down by Heaven's decree, when Ilium proud had fallen, and Neptune's Troy in smouldering ash lay level with the ground, to wandering exile then and regions wild the gods by many an augury and sign compelled us forth. We fashioned us a fleet within Antander's haven, in the shade of Phrygian Ida's peak (though knowing not whither our Fate would drive, or where afford a resting-place at last), and my small band of warriors I [Note 1] arrayed. As soon as smiled the light of summer's prime, my reverend sire Anchises bade us on the winds of Fate to spread all sail. Through tears I saw recede my native shore, the haven and the plains where once was Troy. An exile on the seas, with son and followers and household shrines, and Troy's great guardian-gods, I took my way. Note 1: I = Aeneas Event: The wanderings of Aeneas |
1-9 Postquam res Asiae Priamique euertere gentem immeritam uisum superis, ceciditque superbum Ilium et omnis humo fumat Neptunia Troia, diuersa exsilia et desertas quaerere terras auguriis agimur diuum, classemque sub ipsa Antandro et Phrygiae molimur montibus Idae, incerti quo fata ferant, ubi sistere detur, contrahimusque uiros. uix prima inceperat aestas et pater Anchises dare fatis uela iubebat, |