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The entire Episode «>f Nisus and Earyalkt, translated from the Fifth and Ninth 13joks of Virgil's tÆaeids.
JSy Mr. Dryden.
Connection of the First Part ef the E v r s o D E in the Fifth Book, with the rest of the foregoing Poem..
JEneas hav,ng buried his Father Anchiscs in Sicily ; ant setring [til from thrnct in search os Italy, is drive* by a Storm on the fame Coasts from whence he departed: lifrer a Tear's wandring, he is hosp,tably rueif'l by his fr,end Acestes, King of that (art of the IjLmd, •who was horn of Trojan Parentage: He applies h,ntself to celebrare the memory of bis Father -with d,vine, honours; and accordingly institures Funeral Games, aai Appoines Prizes for those -who should conquer in them, Cne of these Games -was a Foot %gcc; in whish Nisiu emd Euryalus were cn&ag'd amingst other Trojaas«J Sicilians.
FROM thence his way the Trojan. Hero bent,
Dions next of snow's Regal Race,
Then Satins, join'd with Patron, took his place;
But from Epiras one deriv'd his birth,
The other ow'dl it to lAreattia* Earth.
Then two Sicilian Youths; the name of this
Was Helimus, of that was Panepes:
Two jolly Huntsmen in the Forest bred,
And owning old ^tcefles for their Head.
With many others of obscurer name,
Whom Time has not deliver" d o'er to Fame:
To these <Æneas in the midst arose,
And pleasingly did thus his mind expose.
Not one of you (hall unrewarded go; y
On each I will two Cretan Spears bestow, >
Pointed with polithM Steel; a Battle-ax too, ■*
With Silver studded; these in common ihare.
The foremost three shall Olive Garlands wear:
The Victor, who shall first the Race obtain,
Shall for his Prize a well-breath'd Courser gain,
Adorn'd with Trappings; to the next in fame,
The Quiver of an- ^4mazj>nian Dame,
With feather'd Thravian Arrows well lupply'd,
Hung on a golden Beir, and with a Jewel ty'd:
The third this Grecian Helmet must content.
He said: to their appointed Base they went.
With beating hearts th' expected Sign receive,
And starting all at once, the Station leave.
Spread out, as on the Wings of Winds they flew,
And seiz'd the distant Goal with eager view;
Shot from the Crowd, swift Msm all o'erpast,
Not storms, nor thunder equal half his haste.
The next, but tho* the next, yet far ditjoin'd,
Came Saliut, then; a distant space behind,
£urjra!tts the thirds
Next Hdyrrms, whom young Diorcsjply'd,
Step after Step, and almost fide by fide;
His shoulders pressing, and in longer space,
Had won, ot left at least a doubtful Race.
Now spent, the Goal they almost reach at last,
By two misfortunes, now the third in fame.
A Lion's Hide, amazing to behold,
Said he, and falling is to rife by you,'
What prize may Nisus from your bounty claim,
Connection of the remaining part of the
The War being now treks out betwixt the Trojans and Xatins; and Æneas being overmatch'd in numbers by his Enemies, who -wereaided hy King Turnus, he forlijies his Camp, and leaves in it his young Son Afcanius, tinder the direction of his chief Counsellors and Captains; while he goes in person, to beg Succours from Ki"S Evander and the Tuscans. Turnus takes advantage of his absence, and assaults his Camp : The Trojans in it, are redui'd to great extremities; which gives the Poet the occasion of continuing this admirable Episode, wherein he' describes the friend/hip, the generosity, the adventures, and the death of Nisus and Euryalus.
THE Trojan Camp the common danger Ihar'd;
And sent to Sea TÆjuas to atrend,) [send. -%
Well could he dart the Speat, and Shast6 unerring >
Beside him stood Emyalus, his ever faithful Friend. *
No Youth in all the Trojan Host was seen
More beauriful in arms, or of a Nobler mcen;
Scarce was the Down upon his Chin begun;
One was their Friendship, their Desire was one:
With minds unired in the Field they warr'd,
And now were both by Choice upon the Guard.
Then Mists thus:
Or do the Gods this warlike Warmth inspire,
Or makes each Man a God of bis desire i
A noble Ardour boils within my Breast,
Eager of Action, Enemy of Rest;
That urges me to Fight, or undertake
Some Deed that may my Fame immortal make.
Thou secst d,e Foe secure: How sainrly shine
Their fcatrer'd Fires? the most in Sjeep supine;
Dissolv'd in Ease, and drunk with Victory:
The few awake the fuming Flaggoo ply;
All hush'd around: Now hear what I revolve [resejvfc.
Within my mind, arrd what my labouring thoughts
Our absent Lord both Camp and Council mourn;
By Message both would hasten his return:
The gifts propps'd if they confer on thee,
(For fame is recompense enough t9 me)
Methiaks beneath yon Bill, J lrgve espy'd
A way that safely will my Passage guide.
Exryalus stood listning while he l'pokc,
With Love of Praise and noble Envy strook;
Then to his ardent Friend expos'd his mind: j
All this alone, and leaving me behind!?
Am I unworthy, Nifus, to be join'd I •»
Think'ft thou my Share of honour J will yield,
Or send thee unassisted to the Field i
Not so my Father taught my Childhood Arnji,
Born in a Siege, and bred amongst Alarms •