Mythology, Greek -- Juvenile literature; Mythology, Roman -- Juvenile literature
And when thou art come thither, seek
the Sibyl that dwelleth at Cumæ, the mad prophetess that writeth the
sayings of Fate upon the leaves of a tree. For these indeed at first
abide in their places, but, the gate being opened, the wind blows them
hither and thither. And when they are scattered she careth not to join
them again, so that they who would inquire of her depart without an
answer. Refuse not to tarry awhile, that thou mayest take counsel of
her, though all things seem to prosper thy journey, and thy comrades
chide thy delay. For she shall tell thee all that shall befall thee in
Italy,--what wars thou shalt wage, and what perils thou must endure,
and what avoid. So much, and no more, is it lawful for me to utter. Do
thou depart, and magnify our country of Troy even to the heaven.”
And when the seer had ended these sayings, he commanded his people that
they should carry to the ships gifts: gold, and carvings of ivory, and
much silver, and caldrons that had been wrought at Dodona; also a coat
of chain mail, and a helmet with a fair plume, which Pyrrhus had worn.
Also he gave gifts to the old man Anchises. Horses, too, he gave, and
guides for the journey, and tackling for the ships, and arms for the
whole company. Then did he bid farewell to the old Anchises. Andromaché
also came, bringing broidered robes, and for Ascanius a Phrygian cloak,
and many like things, which she gave him, saying, “Take these works
of my hands, that they may witness to thee of the abiding love of her
that was once Hector’s wife. For in truth thou art the very image of my
Astyanax, so like are thy eyes and face and hands. And indeed he would
now be of an age with thee.” Then Æneas also said farewell, weeping the
while. “Be ye happy, whose wanderings are over and rest already won; ye
have no seas to cross, nor fields of Italy, still flying as we advance,
to seek. Rather ye have the likeness of Troy before your eyes. And be
sure that if ever I come to this land of Italy which I seek, there
shall be friendship between you and me, and between your children and
my children, forever.”
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