To search the land, and where the cities lie, } And what the men; but give this day to joy. } Now pour to Jove; and, after Jove is blest, Call great Anchises to the genial feast: Crown high the goblets with a cheerful draught; Enjoy the present hour; adjourn the future thought." Thus having said, the hero bound his brows With leafy branches, then performed his vows; Adoring first the genius of the place, Then Earth, the mother of the heavenly race, The nymphs, and native godheads yet unknown, And Night, and all the stars that gild her sable throne, And ancient Cybel, and Idæan Jove, And last his sire below, and mother queen above. Then heaven's high monarch thundered thrice aloud, And thrice he shook aloft a golden cloud. Soon through the joyful camp a rumour flew, The time was come their city to renew. Then every brow with cheerful green is crowned, The feasts are doubled, and the bowls go round. When next the rosy morn disclosed the day, The scouts to several parts divide their way, To learn the natives' names, their towns explore, The coasts, and trendings of the crooked shore: Here Tyber flows, and here Numicus stands; Here warlike Latins hold the happy lands. The pious chief, who sought by peaceful ways To found his empire, and his town to raise, A hundred youths from all his train selects, And to the Latian court their course directs, (The spacious palace where their prince resides) And all their heads with wreaths of olive hides. They go commissioned to require a peace, And carry presents to procure access. Thus while they speed their pace, the prince designs The new-elected seat, and draws the lines. The Trojans round the place a rampire cast, And palisades about the trenches placed. Meantime the train, proceeding on their way, From far the town and lofty towers survey; At length approach the walls. Without the gate, They see the boys and Latian youth debate The martial prizes on the dusty plain: Some drive the cars, and some the coursers rein; Some bend the stubborn bow for victory, And some with darts their active sinews try. A posting messenger, dispatched from hence, Of this fair troop advised their aged prince, That foreign men, of mighty stature, came; Uncouth their habit, and unknown their name. The king ordains their entrance, and ascends His regal seat, surrounded by his friends. The palace built by Picus, vast and proud, } Supported by a hundred pillars stood, } And round encompassed with a rising wood. } The pile o'erlooked the town, and drew the sight, Surprised at once with reverence and delight. There kings received the marks of sovereign power; } In state the monarchs marched; the lictors bore } Their awful axes and the rods before. }