Latin poetry -- Adaptations; Virgil -- Adaptations
Then Æneas, though indeed he was much troubled in heart, and would
fain have comforted the queen, was obedient to the heavenly word, and
departed to his ships. And the men of Troy busied themselves in making
them ready for the voyage. Even as the ants spoil a great heap of corn
and store it in their dwellings against winter, moving in a black line
across the field, and some carry the great grains, and some chide
those that linger, even so did the Trojans swarm along the ways and
labour at the work.
But when Dido saw it she called to Anna, her sister, and said, "Seest
thou how they hasten the work along the shore? Even now the sails are
ready for the winds, and the sailors have wreathed the ships with
garlands, as if for departure. Go thou--the deceiver always trusted
thee, and thou knowest how best to move him--go and entreat him. I
harmed not him nor his people; let him then grant me this only. Let
him wait for a fairer time for his journey. I ask not that he give up
his purpose; only that he grant me a short breathing space, till I may
learn how to bear this sorrow."
And Anna hearkened to her sister, and took the message to Æneas, yet
profited nothing, for the Gods shut his ears that he should not hear.
Even as an oak stands firm when the north wind would root it up from
the earth--its leaves are scattered all around, yet doth it remain
firm, for its roots go down to the regions below, even as far as its
branches reach to heaven--so stood Æneas firm, and, though he wept
many tears, changed not his purpose.
Then did Dido grow weary of her life. For when she did sacrifice the
pure water would grow black and the wine be changed into blood. Also
from the shrine of her husband, which was in the midst of her palace,
was heard a voice calling her, and the owl cried aloud from her
house-top. And in her dreams the cruel Æneas seemed to drive her
before him; or she seemed to be going a long way with none to bear her
company, and be seeking her own people in a land that was desert.
Therefore, hiding the thing that was in her heart, she spake to her
sister, saying, "I have found a way, my sister, that shall bring him
back to me or set me free from him. Near the shore of the Great Sea,
where the Æthiopians dwell, is a priestess, who guards the temple of
the daughters of Hesperus, being wont to feed the dragons that kept
the apples of gold. She is able by her charms to loose the heart from
care or to bind it, and to stay rivers also, and to turn the courses
of the stars, and to call up the spirits of the dead. Do thou,
therefore--for this is what the priestess commands--build a pile in
the open court, and put thereon the sword which he left hanging in our
chamber, and the garments he wore, and the couch on which he lay, even
all that was his, so that they may perish together."
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