1 Fortune speeds our first labour.
2 Just at this Fortune broke faith and grew estranged.
3 Fortune is the stronger; let us follow her, and turn our course whither she calls.
4 Howsoever fortune fall, one and undivided shall be our peril, one the escape of us twain.
5 Hard fortune in a strange realm forces me to this task, to keep watch and ward on my wide frontiers.
6 Me too hath a like fortune driven through many a woe, and willed at last to find my rest in this land.
7 We encourage him to tell who he is and of what blood born, and reveal how Fortune pursues him since then.
8 In no wise am I moved for empire; that was our hope while Fortune stood; let those conquer whom thou wilt.
9 I have lived and fulfilled Fortune's allotted course; and now shall I go a queenly phantom under the earth.
10 From all quarters they are assembled, ready in heart and fortune, to whatsoever land I will conduct them overseas.
11 And here Coroebus, flushed with success and spirit, cries: "O comrades, follow me where fortune points before us the path of safety, and shews her favour."
12 Fortune leads him forward in nowise; Apollo aids not with counsel; and more and more the fierce clash swells over the plains, and the havoc draws nigher on.
13 What he will rear on these foundations, what issue of battle he desires, if Fortune attend him, lies clearer to his own sight than to King Turnus or King Latinus.
14 Then, weary of fortune, they fetch out corn spoiled by the sea and weapons of corn-dressing, and begin to parch over the fire and bruise in stones the grain they had rescued.
15 Now Dido the Phoenician holds him stayed with soft words, and I tremble to think how the welcome of Juno's house may issue; she will not be idle in this supreme turn of fortune.
16 Scarcely had the first summer set in, when lord Anchises bids us spread our sails to fortune, and weeping I leave the shores and havens of my country, and the plains where once was Troy.
17 Seeing them close-ranked and daring for battle, I therewith began thus: "Men, hearts of supreme and useless bravery, if your desire be fixed to follow one who dares the utmost; you see what is the fortune of our state: all the gods by whom this empire was upheld have gone forth, abandoning shrine and altar; your aid comes to a burning city."
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