"Horror me seiz'd. Bloodless and sad I stood,
"To see him champ, and from his mouth disgorge
"The bloody banquet; morsels mixt with wine
"Forth vomiting: and such a fate appear'd
"For wretched me prepar'd. Some tedious days
"Skulk'd I, and shudder'd at the smallest sound:
"Fearful of death, yet praying much to die;
"Repelling hunger by green herbs, and leaves,
"With acorns mixt; a solitary wretch,
"Poor, and to sufferings and to death decreed.
"Long was the time, ere I, not distant far,
"A ship beheld; I by my gestures shew'd
"My wish for flight, and hasten'd to the shore.
"Their hearts were mov'd, and thus a Trojan bark
"Receiv'd a Greek.--And now, my friend most dear,
"Tell thy adventures, and the chief's, and crew's,
"Who with thee launch'd upon th' extended main."

He tells how AEoelus his kingdom holds
On the deep Tuscan main, who curbs the winds
In cavern'd prisons; which, a noble boon!
Close pent within an ox's stubborn hide,
Dulichium's chief, from AEoelus receiv'd.
How for nine days with prosperous breeze they sail'd;
And saw the long-sought land. How on the tenth,
Aurora rising bright, his comrades, urg'd
By envy, and by thirst of glittering spoil,
Gold deeming there inclos'd, the winds unloos'd.
How, driven by them, the ship was backward sped
Through the same waves she had so lately plough'd;
And reach'd the port of AEoelus again.
"Thence,"--he continued--"to the ancient town
"Of Lestrygonian Lamus we arrive,
"Where rules Antiphates; to him dispatch'd
"I go, by two attended. I with one
"Scarce find in flight our safety: with his gore
"The hapless third, the Lestrigonians' jaws
"Besmears: our flying footsteps they pursue,
"While fierce Antiphates speeds on the crowd.
"Around they press, and unremitting hurl
"Huge rocks, and trunks of trees; our men o'erwhelm,
"And sink our fleet; one ship alone escapes,
"Which great Ulysses and myself contains.
"Most of our band thus lost, and angry much,
"Lamenting more, we floated to these isles,
"Which hence, though distant far, you may descry.
"Those isles, by me too near beheld, do thou
"At distance only view! O, goddess-born!
"Most righteous of all Troy, (for now no more,
"AEneaes, must thou enemy be stil'd
"To us, war ended) fly, I warn thee, fly
"The shore of Circe. We, our vessel moor'd
"Fast to that beach, not mindless of the deeds
"Antiphates p