threats,
"That Tiber should subservient bend to Nile.
"Why should I speak to thee of barbarous hordes,
"Nations which dwell at either seas' extreme?
"Whatever habitable earth contains
"Will to his empire bend. Ocean will own
"His sway. Peace on th'extended earth bestow'd,
"To civil studies will his breast be turn'd;
"And laws most equitable will he frame.
"By his example curb licentious souls;
"And, stretching forward to a future age
"His anxious care, which their sons' sons may feel,
"His offspring, nurtur'd in a pious womb,
"At once his name and station will assume.
"Nor shall he touch th' ethereal seats, nor join
"His kindred stars till full like him in years.
"Meantime his soul, snatch'd from the mangled corse,
"Form to a brilliant star, a god divine:
"That Julius from his lofty seat may still
"Our forum, and our Capitol behold."
Scarcely the sire had ceas'd, when Venus, bright,
But unperceiv'd by all, stood in the midst
Of Rome's assembled senate; from the breast
Of her lov'd Caesar took the recent soul,
Nor let it waste in air. Up to the stars
She bore it. Rapid as she swept along,
She saw it shine with light, she saw it burn;
Then from her bosom spring above the moon:
Lofty it flies, it shines a glittering star,
Dragging a flaming tail's stupendous length.
Viewing the glorious actions of his son,
Candid he grants them mightier than his own,
And thus surpast rejoices. Let him frown,
If to his parent's deeds we his prefer;
Yet fame quite free will such commands despise,
Give him unwish'd-for precedence; and here,
And here alone he'll disobedience find.
So Atreus yielded to the mighty fame
Of Agamemnon; Theseus so surpass'd
AEgeus; and Achilles Peleus so.
Nay more, examples nearer to themselves
If I should use, Saturn submits to Jove.
Jove rules th' ethereal sky, the triform world;
And all the earth beneath Augustus lies:
Each is the sire and ruler of his realm.

O, I implore, ye gods! who did attend
AEneaes,--who made fire and sword retreat!
Ye native deities of Latium's soil!
Quirinus, founder of the walls of Rome!
Mars, of Quirinus never-conquer'd, sire!
Vesta, held sacred midst the Caesars' gods!
Domestic Phoebus, with chaste Vesta plac'd!
And Jove, who guards the high Tarpeiaen walls!
With all whom pious poets may invoke;
Slow may that day arrive, and older far
Than what our age ma