The Children's Hour, Volume 3 (of 10): Stories from the Classics
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The Children's Hour, Volume 3 (of 10): Stories from the Classics
Children's stories; Classical literature -- Adaptations
But while Æneas marveled to see these things, lo! there came, with a great
throng of youths behind her, Dido, most beautiful of women, fair as Diana,
when, on the banks of Eurotas or on the hills of Cynthus, she leads the
dance with a thousand nymphs of the mountains about her. On her shoulder
she bears a quiver, and overtops them all, and her mother, even Latona,
silently rejoices to behold her. So fair and seemly to see was Dido as she
bare herself right nobly in the midst, being busy in the work of her
kingdom. Then she sat herself down on a lofty throne in the gate of the
temple, with many armed men about her. And she did justice between man and
man; also she divided the work of the city, sharing it equally or parting
by lot.
Then of a sudden Æneas heard a great clamor, and saw a company of men come
quickly to the place, among whom were Antheus and Sergestus and Cloanthus,
and others of the men of Troy that had been parted from him in the storm.
Right glad was he to behold them, yet was not without fear; and though he
would fain have come forth and caught them by the hand, yet did he tarry,
waiting to hear how the men had fared, where they had left their ships,
and wherefore they were come.
Then Ilioneus, leave being now given that he should speak, thus began: "O
Queen, whom Jupiter permits to build a new city in these lands, we men of
Troy, whom the winds have carried over many seas, pray thee that thou save
our ships from fire, and spare a people that serveth the Gods. For,
indeed, we are not come to waste the dwellings of this land, or to carry
off spoils to our ships. For, of a truth, they who have suffered so much
think not of such deeds. There is a land which the Greeks call Hesperia,
but the people themselves Italy, after the name of their chief; an ancient
land, mighty in arms and fertile of corn. Hither, were we journeying, when
a storm arising scattered our ships, and only these few that thou seest
escaped to the land. And can there be nation so savage that it receiveth
not shipwrecked men on its shore, but beareth arms against them, and
forbiddeth them to land? Nay, but if ye care not for men, yet regard the
Gods, who forget neither them that do righteously nor them that
transgress. We had a king, Æneas, than whom there lived not a man more
dutiful to Gods and men, and greater in war. If indeed he be yet alive,
then we fear not at all. For of a truth it will not repent thee to have
helped us. And if not, other friends have we, as Acestes of Sicily. Grant
us, therefore, to shelter our ships from the wind; also to fit them with
fresh timber from the woods, and to make ready oars for rowing, so that,
finding again our king and our companions, we may gain the land of Italy.
But if he be dead, and Ascanius his son lost also, then there is a
dwelling ready for us in the land of Sicily, with Acestes, who is our
friend."
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