1 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.
2 A land of vast plains lies apart, the home of Mavors, in Thracian tillage, and sometime under warrior Lycurgus' reign; friendly of old to Troy, and their gods in alliance while our fortune lasted.
3 Here the Locrians of Narycos have set their city, and here Lyctian Idomeneus beset the Sallentine plains with soldiery; here is the town of the Meliboean captain, Philoctetes' little Petelia fenced by her wall.
4 Next we graze the high reefs and jutting rocks of Pachynus; and far off appears Camarina, forbidden for ever by oracles to move, and the Geloan plains, and vast Gela named after its river.
5 He spoke, and paced on before them, and from above shews the shining plains; thereafter they leave the mountain heights.
6 Thus they wander up and down over the whole region of broad vaporous plains, and scan all the scene.
7 Some make ready to march afoot over the plains; some, mounted on tall horses, ride amain in clouds of dust.
8 So many were the chosen princes who went in thirty ships to aid Troy, and cut the salt plains with brazen prow.
9 We verily, that Turnus may have his royal bride, must lie scattered on the plains, worthless lives, a crowd unburied and unwept.
10 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.
11 Thee likewise, Aeolus, the Laurentine plains saw sink backward and cover a wide space of earth; thou fallest, whom Argive battalions could not lay low, nor Achilles the destroyer of Priam's realm.
12 The huddled low wooden houses broke the plains scarcely more than would a hazel thicket.
13 The spring of the plains is not a reluctant virgin but brazen and soon away.
14 She had walked northward toward the upper shore of Plover Lake, taking to the railroad track, whose directness and dryness make it the natural highway for pedestrians on the plains.
15 It's one of our favorite American myths that broad plains necessarily make broad minds, and high mountains make high purpose.