But Dido, with her head hung down, in few words answer gave: "Let fear fall from you, Teucrian men, and set your cares aside; Hard fortune yet constraineth me and this my realm untried To hold such heed, with guard to watch my marches up and down. Who knoweth not Æneas' folk? who knoweth not Troy-town, The valour, and the men, and all the flame of such a war? Nay, surely nought so dull as this the souls within us are, Nor turns the sun from Tyrian town, so far off yoking steed. So whether ye Hesperia great, and Saturn's acres need, Or rather unto Eryx turn, and King Acestes' shore, 570 Safe, holpen will I send you forth, and speed you with my store: Yea and moreover, have ye will in this my land to bide. This city that I build is yours: here leave your ships to ride: Trojan and Tyrian no two wise at hands of me shall fare. And would indeed the King himself, Æneas, with us were, Driven by that self-same southern gale: but sure men will I send, And bid them search through Libya from end to utmost end, Lest, cast forth anywhere, he stray by town or forest part." Father Æneas thereupon high lifted up his heart, Nor stout Achates less, and both were fain the cloud to break; 580 And to Æneas first of all the leal Achates spake: "O Goddess-born, what thought hereof ariseth in thy mind? All safe thou seest thy ships; thy folk fair welcomed dost thou find: One is away, whom we ourselves saw sunken in the deep; But all things else the promised word thy mother gave us keep."