Mythology, Greek -- Juvenile literature; Mythology, Roman -- Juvenile literature
the dog Anubis, with other monstrous shapes of gods, and over against
them Neptune, and Venus, and Minerva. And in the midst Mars was seen
to rage, embossed in steel; and the Furies hovered above, and Discord
stalked with garment rent, while high above Apollo stretched his bow,
and Egyptian and Indian and Arab fled before him. And in a third place
great Cæsar rode through Rome in triumph, and the city was full of joy,
and the matrons were gathered in the temples; and through the street
there passed a long array of nations that he had conquered, from the
east, and from the west, and from the north, and from the south. Such
was the shield which Vulcan wrought.
And Venus, when she saw her son that none was with him,--for he had
wandered apart from his companions,--brought the arms and laid them
down before him, saying, “See the arms that I promised I would give
thee. These my husband, the Fire-god, hath wrought for thee. With these
thou needst shun no enemy; no, not Turnus himself.” Right glad was he
to see them, and fitted them upon him, and swung the shield upon his
shoulder, nor knew what mighty fates of his children he bare thereon.
CHAPTER V.
After this Æneas made a covenant with the men of Etruria, of whom one
Tarchon was chief. And a great company of these went with him to the
war.
But in the meanwhile Turnus had fought against the camp of the Trojans,
and had slain many of the people. And when they that remained were now
ready to despair, they looked up, and behold! Æneas was there, for he
stood upon the stern of his ship and lifted in his left hand a flashing
shield. Much did the men of Troy rejoice to see that sight, and shouted
amain. And Turnus and his companions marvelled, till they looked behind
them, and lo! the sea was covered with ships, and in the midst was
Æneas. And it was as if a flame poured forth from his helmet and his
shield, bright as is a comet when it shines in the night-time red as
blood, or as the Dog Star in the hot summer-tide with baleful light
bringing fevers to the race of men.
Yet did not Turnus lose heart, but would occupy the shore, and hinder
from landing those that came. Wherefore he cried, “Now have ye that
which ye wished for. Lo! the enemy hides not himself behind a wall, but
meets us face to face. Remember wife and child and home and the great
deeds of your fathers. Let us meet them on the shore ere yet their
footing is firm.” And he thought within himself who should watch the
walls, and who should meet the enemy when he would gain the shore.
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