1 Not of my will do I follow Italy.
2 We all follow him up, and charge with massed arms.
3 Now, now delay is done with: I follow, and where you lead, I come.
4 Fortune is the stronger; let us follow her, and turn our course whither she calls.
5 Long is the tale of crime, long and intricate; but I will briefly follow its argument.
6 We follow thee, holy one of heaven, whoso thou art, and again joyfully obey thy command.
7 So Helymus does, so Aletes ripe of years, so the boy Ascanius, and the rest of the people follow.
8 Goddess-born, follow we fate's ebb and flow, whatsoever it shall be; fortune must be borne to be overcome.
9 Up then, and let us follow where divine commandments lead; let us appease the winds, and seek the realm of Gnosus.
10 In murky fires I will follow far away, and when chill death hath severed body from soul, my ghost will haunt thee in every region.
11 Ship in sight is none; three stags he espies straying on the shore; behind whole herds follow, and graze in long train across the valley.
12 First of all I regain the walls and the dim gateway whence my steps had issued; I scan and follow back my footprints with searching gaze in the night.
13 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."
14 But striding amidships between his comrades, Mnestheus cheers them on: 'Now, now swing back, oarsmen who were Hector's comrades, whom I chose to follow me in Troy's extremity; now put forth the might and courage you showed in Gaetulian quicksands, amid Ionian seas and Malea's chasing waves.'
15 Phoebus, who hast ever pitied the sore travail of Troy, who didst guide the Dardanian shaft from Paris' hand full on the son of Aeacus, in thy leading have I pierced all these seas that skirt mighty lands, the Massylian nations far withdrawn, and the fields the Syrtes fringe; thus far let the fortune of Troy follow us.
16 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."
17 As once of old, they say, the labyrinth in high Crete had a tangled path between blind walls, and a thousand ways of doubling treachery, where tokens to follow failed in the maze unmastered and irrecoverable: even in such a track do the children of Troy entangle their footsteps and weave the game of flight and battle; like dolphins who, swimming through the wet seas, cut Carpathian or Libyan.
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