§6.827concordes animae nunc et dum nocte premuntur, §6.828heu quantum inter se bellum, si lumina vitae §6.829attigerint, quantas acies stragemque ciebunt!
"Souls in harmony now, and as long as they are kept in check by night,, what a great war between themselves, if they reach the light of life, battle-lines and slaughter they will stir up!
father-in-law descending from the Alpine ramparts and the citadel of Monoecus, son-in-law drawn up opposite with Eastern forces.
§6.832Ne, pueri, ne tanta animis adsuescite bella, §6.833neu patriae validas in viscera vertite vires; §6.834tuque prior, tu parce, genus qui ducis Olympo, §6.835proice tela manu, sanguis meus!— §6.836Ille triumphata Capitolia ad alta Corintho §6.837victor aget currum, caesis insignis Achivis.
not, my children, do not accustom your minds to such great wars, turn your country's mighty strength against her own vitals; you first, you spare, who derive your race from Olympus, the weapons from your hand, my own blood!—" one, when Corinth has been triumphed over, shall drive his victorious chariot to lofty Capitol, distinguished by the slaughtered Achaeans.
§6.838Eruet ille Argos Agamemnoniasque Mycenas, §6.839ipsumque Aeaciden, genus armipotentis Achilli, §6.840ultus avos Troiae, templa et temerata Minervae.
other shall overthrow Argos and Agamemnon's Mycenae, even the descendant of Aeacus, the offspring of arms-mighty Achilles, his ancestors of Troy and the desecrated temples of Minerva.
§6.841Quis te, magne Cato, tacitum, aut te, Cosse, relinquat?
could leave you, great Cato, unmentioned, or you, Cossus?
§6.842Quis Gracchi genus, aut geminos, duo fulmina belli, §6.843Scipiadas, cladem Libyae, parvoque potentem §6.844Fabricium vel te sulco Serrane, serentem?
would pass over the race of Gracchus, or the twin Scipios, two thunderbolts of war, ruin of Libya, and Fabricius powerful in his little wealth, you, Serranus, sowing in your furrow?
§6.845quo fessum rapitis, Fabii? Tu Maxumus ille es,
do you hurry my weary self, O Fabii?
§6.846unus qui nobis cunctando restituis rem.
You are that greatest Maximus, alone by delaying restores our state to us.
§6.847Excudent alii spirantia mollius aera, §6.848credo equidem, vivos ducent de marmore voltus, §6.849orabunt causas melius, caelique meatus §6.850describent radio, et surgentia sidera dicent: §6.851tu regere imperio populos, Romane, memento; §6.852hae tibi erunt artes; pacisque imponere morem, §6.853parcere subiectis, et debellare superbos.
shall shape breathing bronzes more softly, indeed I believe it, draw living features from marble, shall plead causes better, and describe the pathways of heaven the rod, and tell of the rising stars: you, O Roman, remember to rule the peoples with authority; shall be your arts: to impose the custom of peace, spare the vanquished and to war down the proud.
§6.854Sic pater Anchises, atque haec mirantibus addit: §6.855Aspice, ut insignis spoliis Marcellus opimis §6.856ingreditur, victorque viros supereminet omnes!
father Anchises spoke, and added these words for them in their wonder: "See how Marcellus marches, distinguished by the supreme spoils, towers as victor over all other men!
§6.857Hic rem Romanam, magno turbante tumultu, §6.858sistet, eques sternet Poenos Gallumque rebellem, §6.859tertiaque arma patri suspendet capta Quirino. §6.860Atque hic Aeneas; una namque ire videbat §6.861egregium forma iuvenem et fulgentibus armis, §6.862sed frons laeta parum, et deiecto lumina voltu:
shall stay the Roman state when a great tumult throws it into confusion; a horseman he shall lay low the Carthaginians and the rebellious Gaul, shall hang up the third captured arms to father Quirinus." here Aeneas said—for he saw walking with him youth outstanding in beauty and shining arms, his brow was little joyful and his eyes cast down on his dejected face: "Who, father, is he who thus accompanies that man as he goes?
§6.863Quis, pater, ille, virum qui sic comitatur euntem? §6.864Filius, anne aliquis magna de stirpe nepotum?
son, or someone from the great lineage of his descendants?
§6.865Quis strepitus circa comitum! Quantum instar in ipso!
a din of companions around him! How great a presence in the man himself!
§6.866Sed nox atra caput tristi circumvolat umbra. §6.867Tum pater Anchises, lacrimis ingressus obortis: §6.868O gnate, ingentem luctum ne quaere tuorum; §6.869ostendent terris hunc tantum fata, neque ultra §6.870esse sinent.
black night flits around his head with sad shadow." father Anchises, with tears welling up, began: "O my son, do not ask about the immense grief of your people; fates will only show him to the earth, nor suffer him exist longer.
Nimium vobis Romana propago §6.871visa potens, Superi, propria haec si dona fuissent.
The Roman offspring would have seemed too powerful you, O gods above, if these gifts had been lasting.
§6.872Quantos ille virum magnam Mavortis ad urbem §6.873campus aget gemitus, vel quae, Tiberine, videbis §6.874funera, cum tumulum praeterlabere recentem!
great groans of men shall that field of Mars drive towards great city of Mavors, or what funerals, O Tiber, shall you see, you glide past the fresh mound!
§6.875Nec puer Iliaca quisquam de gente Latinos §6.876in tantum spe tollet avos, nec Romula quondam §6.877ullo se tantum tellus iactabit alumno.
boy of Ilium's race shall raise his Latin so high with hope, nor shall Romulus' land ever so much of any of her foster children.
§6.878Heu pietas, heu prisca fides, invictaque bello
, piety! Alas, ancient faith, and right hand unconquered in!
§6.879dextera! Non illi se quisquam impune tulisset §6.880obvius armato, seu cum pedes iret in hostem, §6.881seu spumantis equi foderet calcaribus armos.
No one would have moved against him in arms impunity, whether he marched on foot against the foe, dug his spurs into the flanks of his foaming steed.
, boy to be pitied, if in any way you can break through the harsh fates, shall be Marcellus.
Manibus date lilia plenis, §6.884purpureos spargam flores, animamque nepotis §6.885his saltem adcumulem donis, et fungar inani §6.886munere
—Sic tota passim regione vagantur §6.887aëris in campis latis, atque omnia lustrant.
Give me lilies with full hands, me scatter purple flowers, and let me heap at least these gifts upon soul of my descendant, and perform this empty duty—" they wander everywhere through the whole region, the broad fields of air, and survey all things.
§6.888Quae postquam Anchises natum per singula duxit, §6.889incenditque animum famae venientis amore, §6.890exin bella viro memorat quae deinde gerenda, §6.891Laurentisque docet populos urbemque Latini, §6.892et quo quemque modo fugiatque feratque laborem.
Anchises had led his son through each of these, kindled his mind with love of the coming glory, he tells the man of the wars which must then be waged, teaches him of the Laurentine peoples and the city of Latinus, in what way he should avoid or bear each labor.
§6.893Sunt geminae Somni portae, quarum altera fertur §6.894cornea, qua veris facilis datur exitus umbris; §6.895altera candenti perfecta nitens elephanto, §6.896sed falsa ad caelum mittunt insomnia Manes.
are twin gates of Sleep, of which one is said to be horn, by which an easy exit is given to true shades; other, shining, is wrought of gleaming ivory, through it the spirits of the dead send false dreams to the sky.
§6.897His ubi tum natum Anchises unaque Sibyllam §6.898prosequitur dictis, portaque emittit eburna, §6.899ille viam secat ad naves sociosque revisit: §6.900tum se ad Caietae recto fert litore portum.
Anchises had escorted his son and the Sibyl these words, he sent them out through the ivory gate, cuts a way to the ships and revisits his companions: he bears himself straight along the shore to the harbor of Caieta.