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Notes Do not display Latin text | translated by Theodore C. Williams Book V Chapter 33: Morpheus speaks to Palinurus | Next chapter Return to index Previous chapter |
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Now in Aeneas' ever-burdened breast the voice of hope revived. He bade make haste to raise the masts, spread canvas on the spars; all hands hauled at the sheets, and left or right shook out the loosened sails, or twirled in place the horn-tipped yards. Before a favoring wind the fleet sped on. The line in close array was led by Palinurus, in whose course all ships were bid to follow. Soon the car of dewy Night drew near the turning-point of her celestial round. The oarsmen all yielded their limbs to rest, and prone had fallen on the hard thwarts, in deep, unpillowed slumber. Then from the high stars on light-moving wings, the God of Sleep found passage through the dark and clove the gloom, -- to bring upon thy head, O Palinurus, an ill-boding sleep, though blameless thou. Upon thy ship the god in guise of Phorbas stood, thus whispering: Look, Palinurus, how the flowing tides lift on thy fleet unsteered, and changeless winds behind thee breathe! T is now a happy hour take thy rest. Lay down the weary head. Steal tired eyes from toiling. I will do thine office for thee, just a little space. But Palinurus, lifting scarce his eyes, thus answered him: Have I not known the face of yonder placid seas and tranquil waves? Put faith in such a monster? Could I trust -- I, oft by ocean's treacherous calm betrayed -- my lord Aeneas to false winds and skies? |
827-851 Hic patris Aeneae suspensam blanda uicissim gaudia pertemptant mentem; iubet ocius omnis attolli malos, intendi bracchia uelis. una omnes fecere pedem pariterque sinistros, nunc dextros soluere sinus; una ardua torquent cornua detorquentque; ferunt sua flamina classem. princeps ante omnis densum Palinurus agebat agmen; ad hunc alii cursum contendere iussi. iamque fere mediam caeli Nox umida metam contigerat, placida laxabant membra quiete sub remis fusi per dura sedilia nautae, cum leuis aetheriis delapsus Somnus ab astris aera dimouit tenebrosum et dispulit umbras, te, Palinure, petens, tibi somnia tristia portans insonti; puppique deus consedit in alta Phorbanti similis funditque has ore loquelas: 'Iaside Palinure, ferunt ipsa aequora classem, aequatae spirant aurae, datur hora quieti. pone caput fessosque oculos furare labori. ipse ego paulisper pro te tua munera inibo.' cui uix attollens Palinurus lumina fatur: 'mene salis placidi uultum fluctusque quietos ignorare iubes? mene huic confidere monstro? Aenean credam (quid enim?) fallacibus auris et caeli totiens deceptus fraude sereni?' |