1 I look back and survey what force is around me.
2 Fury and wrath drive me headlong, and I think how noble is death in arms.
3 And now many an one foretold me the villain's craft and cruelty, and silently saw what was to come.
4 Hard fortune in a strange realm forces me to this task, to keep watch and ward on my wide frontiers.
5 Speed your flight, and say this to your king: not to him but to me was allotted the stern trident of ocean empire.
6 Aeolus thus returned: 'Thine, O queen, the task to search whereto thou hast desire; for me it is right to do thy bidding.'
7 Scarcely at last, at the loud urgence of the Ithacan, he breaks into speech as was planned, and appoints me for the altar.
8 And now the dreadful day was at hand; the rites were being ordered for me, the salted corn, and the chaplets to wreathe my temples.
9 Heaven's will thus declared by the son of Othrys drives me amid flames and arms, where the baleful Fury calls, and tumult of shouting rises up.
10 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."
11 With twenty sail did I climb the Phrygian sea; oracular tokens led me on; my goddess mother pointed the way; scarce seven survive the shattering of wave and wind.
12 Wherefore I counsel to prevent her wiles and circle the queen with flame, that, unalterable by any deity, she may be held fast to me by passionate love for Aeneas.
13 From this came the first taint of ill; from this did Ulysses ever threaten me with fresh charges, from this flung dark sayings among the crowd and sought confederate arms.
14 Rhipeus and Epytus, most mighty in arms, join company with me; Hypanis and Dymas meet us in the moonlight and attach themselves to our side, and young Coroebus son of Mygdon.
15 Nay, harsh Juno, who in her fear now troubles earth and sea and sky, shall change to better counsels, and with me shall cherish the lords of the world, the gowned race of Rome.
16 For I declare to thee thy comrades are restored, thy fleet driven back into safety by the shifted northern gales, except my parents were pretenders, and unavailing the augury they taught me.
17 Dreadful, O Queen, is the woe thou bidst me recall, how the Grecians pitiably overthrew the wealth and lordship of Troy; and I myself saw these things in all their horror, and I bore great part in them.
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