§12.66lanificae, modica nec multum fortior aura
of the spinners, and a wind is present with a moderate breeze, not much stronger.
§12.67ventus adest, inopi miserabilis arte cucurrit §12.68vestibus extentis et quod superaverat unum §12.69velo prora suo.
The prow ran with a poor and miserable art, with garments extended, and with its own single sail which had remained.
iam deficientibus Austris §12.70spes vitae cum sole redit, tunc gratus Iulo §12.71atque novercali sedes praelata Lavino §12.72conspicitur sublimis apex, cui candida nomen §12.73scrofa dedit, laetis Phrygibus mirabile sumen, §12.74et numquam visis triginta clara mamillis.
Now, as the South winds fail, the hope of life returns with the sun; then the lofty summit appears, beloved by Iulus and preferred to his stepmother's Lavinium, to which the white sow gave its name, a wondrous udder to the joyful Phrygians, and famous for its thirty teats, never seen before.
§12.75Tandem intrat positas inclusa per aequora moles §12.76Tyrrhenamque pharon porrectaque brachia rursum §12.77quae pelago occurrunt medio longeque relinquunt §12.78Italiam; non sic igitur mirabere portus §12.79quos natura dedit, sed trunca puppe magister §12.80interiora petit, Baianae pervia cumbae, §12.81tuti stagna sinus, gaudent ibi vertice raso §12.82garrula securi narrare pericula nautae.
At last it enters the moles placed through the enclosed waters, and the Tyrrhenian lighthouse, and the arms stretched back which run out into the middle of the sea and leave Italy far behind; therefore you will not admire so much the ports which nature has given, but the master with his damaged stern seeks the inner waters, passable even for a Baian boat, the quiet pools of a safe bay, where the sailors, secure with shaved heads, rejoice to tell their chattering dangers.
§12.83Ite igitur, pueri, linguis animisque faventes §12.84sertaque delubris et farra inponite cultris §12.85ac mollis ornate focos glaebamque virentem.
Go then, boys, keeping silence with tongues and minds, and place garlands on the shrines, and spelt on the knives, and adorn the soft altars and the green turf.
§12.86iam sequar et sacro, quod praestat, rite peracto §12.87inde domum repetam, graciles ubi parva coronas §12.88accipiunt fragili simulacra nitentia cera.
Soon I will follow, and having duly performed the sacred rite, which is paramount, I will return home from there, where the small, shining images receive slender garlands of fragile wax.
§12.89hic nostrum placabo Iovem Laribusque paternis §12.90tura dabo atque omnis violae iactabo colores.
Here I will appease our Jupiter, and to our ancestral Lares I will give incense, and scatter all the colors of the violet.
Everything is shining; the doorway has raised long branches and performs the festival with morning lamps.
§12.93Nec suspecta tibi sint haec, Corvine: Catullus, §12.94pro cuius reditu tot pono altaria, parvos §12.95tres habet heredes, libet expectare quis aegram §12.96et claudentem oculos gallinam inpendat amico §12.97tam sterili;
Let not these things be suspect to you, Corvinus: Catullus, for whose return I set up so many altars, has three small heirs; who would care to spend a sick hen closing its eyes for a friend so sterile?
verum haec nimia est inpensa: coturnix §12.98nulla umquam pro patre cadet, sentire calorem §12.99si coepit locuples Gallitta et Pacius orbi,
Indeed, this is too great an expense: not even a single quail will ever fall for a father, if rich Gallitta and Pacius begin to feel a fever, though childless.
§12.100legitime fixis vestitur tota libellis §12.101porticus, existunt qui promittant hecatomben, §12.102quatenus hic non sunt nec venales elephanti, §12.103nec Latio aut usquam sub nostro sidere talis §12.104belua concipitur, sed furva gente petita §12.105arboribus Rutulis et Turni pascitur agro, §12.106Caesaris armentum nulli servire paratum §12.107privato, siquidem Tyrio parere solebant §12.108Hannibali et nostris ducibus regique Molosso §12.109horum maiores ac dorso ferre cohortis, §12.110partem aliquam belli, et euntem in proelia turrem.
The whole portico is clothed with legally fixed tablets; there exist those who would promise a hecatomb, since elephants are not here, nor are they for sale, nor in Latium or anywhere under our sky is such a beast conceived, but fetched from a dark nation it feeds in the Rutulian forests and the field of Turnus, the herd of Caesar, prepared to serve no private person, since their ancestors were accustomed to obey Tyrian Hannibal, and our generals, and the Molossian king, and to carry cohorts on their backs, a certain part of the war, and a tower going into battles.
§12.111nulla igitur mora per Novium, mora nulla per Histrum §12.112Pacuvium, quin illud ebur ducatur ad aras §12.113et cadat ante Lares Gallittae victima sola §12.114tantis digna deis et captatoribus horum.
Therefore there is no delay on the part of Novius, no delay on the part of Histrus Pacuvius, to lead that ivory to the altars and let it fall as a sole victim before the Lares of Gallitta, worthy of such great gods and of their legacy-hunters.
§12.115alter enim, si concedas, mactare vovebit §12.116de grege servorum magna et pulcherrima quaeque §12.117corpora, vel pueris et frontibus ancillarum §12.118inponet vittas, et siqua est nubilis illi §12.119Iphigenia domi, dabit hanc altaribus, etsi §12.120non sperat tragicae furtiva piacula cervae.
For the other, if you allow, will vow to slaughter the tallest and most beautiful bodies from his herd of slaves, or place sacrificial fillets on the brows of his boys and maidservants; and if there is any marriageable Iphigenia of his at home, he will give her to the altars, although he does not hope for the stealthy expiation of the tragic hind.
§12.121Laudo meum civem, nec comparo testamento §12.122mille rates; nam si Libitinam evaserit aeger, §12.123delebit tabulas inclusus carcere nassae §12.124post meritum sane mirandum atque omnia soli §12.125forsan Pacuvio breviter dabit, ille superbus §12.126incedet victis rivalibus.
I praise my fellow-citizen, nor do I compare a thousand ships to a testament; for if the sick man escapes Libitina, enclosed in the prison of the net, he will erase his tablets, and after a service truly wonderful, perhaps he will give everything briefly to Pacuvius alone; the latter will walk proudly, triumphing over his defeated rivals.
ergo vides quam §12.127grande operae pretium faciat iugulata Mycenis.
You see therefore how great a reward the slaughtered maiden of Mycenae produces.
§12.128vivat Pacuvius quaeso vel Nestora totum, §12.129possideat quantum rapuit Nero, montibus aurum §12.130exaequet, nec amet quemquam nec ametur ab ullo.
May Pacuvius live, I pray, even a whole Nestor; may he possess as much as Nero plundered, may he equal gold to mountains, and may he love no one, and be loved by none.