He speaks, and ere his words are done soothes the swelling waters, and routs[50] the mustered clouds, and brings back the sun in triumph. Cymothoë and Triton[51] combine their efforts to push off the vessels from the sharp-pointed 35 rock. The god himself upheaves them with his own trident,[52] and levels the great quicksands, and allays the sea, and on chariot-wheels of lightest motion glides along the water’s top. Even as when in a great crowd tumult is oft stirred up, and the base herd waxes wild and frantic, and brands and stones are flying already, rage suiting the weapon[53] to the hand—at that moment, should their eyes fall on some man of weight, for duty done and public 5 worth, tongues are hushed and ears fixed in attention, while his words sway the spirit and soothe the breast—so fell all the thunders of the ocean, so soon as the great father, with the waves before him in prospect, and the clear sky all about him, guides his steeds at will, and as he 10 flies flings out the reins freely to his obedient car. Spent with toil, the family of Æneas labour to gain the shore that may be nearest, and are carried to the coasts of Libya. There is a spot retiring deep into the land, where an island forms a haven[54] by the barrier of its sides, which 15 break every billow from the main and send it shattered into the deep indented hollows. On either side of the bay are huge rocks, and two great crags rising in menace to the sky; under their summits far and wide the water is hushed in shelter, while a theatric background of waving woods, 20 a black forest of stiffening shade, overhangs it from the height. Under the brow that fronts the deep is a cave with pendent crags; within there are fresh springs and seats in the living rock—the home of the nymphs; no need of cable[55] here to confine the weary bark or anchor’s 25 crooked fang to grapple her to the shore. Here with seven ships mustered from his whole fleet Æneas enters; and with intense yearning for dry land the Trojans disembark and take possession of the wished-for shore, and lay their brine-drenched limbs upon the beach. And first Achates 30 from a flint struck out a spark, and received the fire as it dropped in a cradle of leaves, and placed dry food all about it, and spread the strong blaze among the tinder. Then their corn, soaked and spoiled as it was, and the corn-goddess’ armoury they bring out, sick of fortune; and make 35 ready to parch the rescued grain at the fire, and crush it with the millstone.