He had finished. Evander had been watching him, expression, Gesture, and mood, and bearing. He made answer:-- “How gladly, bravest man of all the Trojans, I recognize and welcome you! Your father, The great Anchises, speaks to me again,-- These are the words, the voice, the very features That I recall so well. Once Priam came here, Faring to Salamis, his sister’s kingdom. I was a young man then; I stared in wonder At the chiefs of Troy, at Priam, but Anchises Towered above them all, and my heart was burning To clasp his hand, to speak with him: I met him, I led him, proudly, to Pheneus’ city, And when he left, he gave me a fine quiver With Lycian arrows, a cloak with gold embroidered, A pair of golden bridles; my son Pallas Rejoices in them now. The bond you ask for Is given, the treaty made. To-morrow morning My escort will attend your leave, my riches Be at your service. Meanwhile, since you come here As friends of ours, join us in celebrating These yearly rites of ours. It is not permitted Our people to postpone them. In your kindness, Become accustomed to your allies’ tables.” He gave the orders for the feast’s renewal. Once more the cups are set; the king, in person, Conducts his guests to places on the greensward, Reserving for Aeneas, in special honor, A maple throne, draped with the skin of a lion. Chosen attendants and the priest of the altar Bring the roast portions, pile the bread in baskets, Serve Bacchus’ wine. Aeneas and the Trojans Feast on the consecrated food.