This to a tyrant master sold
His native land for cursed gold.
Quotes from The Aeneid of Virgil — John Conington
1825–1869 England
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Too cruel, lady, is the pain,
You bid me thus revive again.
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A woman's will
Is changeful and uncertain still.
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I quail,
E'en now, at telling of the tale.
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I heard, fear-stricken and amazed,
My speech tongue-tied, my hair upraised.
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Dire agonies, wild terrors swarm,
And Death glares grim in many a form.
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No longer dream that human prayer
The will of Fate can overbear.
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Curst Love! what lengths of tyrant scorn
Wreak'st not on those of woman born?
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'Is there, friend,' he cries, 'a spot
That knows not Troy's unhappy lot?'
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We have been Trojans: Troy has been:
She sat, but sits no more, a queen.
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Fury and wrath within me rave,
And tempt me to a warrior's grave.
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Let Rome be glorious on the earth,
The centre of Italian worth.
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They reach the realms of tranquil bliss.
Green spaces folded in with trees,
A paradise of pleasances.
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'Tis come, our fated day of death.
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Why reel I thus, confused and blind?
What madness mars my sober mind?
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Snatch him, ye Gods, from mortal eyes!
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Attribution
Quotes and notes from Wikiquote: John Conington (page history), available under CC BY-SA 4.0.