DRYDEN'S

VIRGIL.

VOLUME III.

THE ARGUMENT.

Aneis erects a trophy of the spoils of Mezentius; grants a truce for burying the dead; and fends home the body of Pallas with great folemnity. Latius calls a council to propofe offers of peace to Æneas, which occafions great animofity betwixt Turnus and Drances in the mean time there is a fharp engagement of the horfe; wherein Camilla fignalizes herfelf; is killed and the Latine troops are intirely defeated.

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SCARCE had the rofy morning rais'd her head

Above the waves, and left her watery bed;
The pious chief whom double cares attend
For his unbury'd foldiers, and his friend :
Yet first to heaven perform'd a victor's vow:
He bar'd an ancient oak of all her boughs :
Then on a rifing ground the trunk he plac'd;
Which with the spoils of his dead foe he grac'd.

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The coat of arms by proud Mezentius worn,
Now on a naked fhag in triumph borne,
Was hung on high; and glitter'd from afar:
A trophy facred to the god of war.
Above his arms, fix'd on the leafless wood,
Appear'd his plumy creft, befmear'd with blood;
His brazen buckler on the left was seen ;
Truncheons of fhiver'd lances hung between :
And on the right was plac'd his corslet, bor'd;
And to the neck was ty'd his unavailing fword.
A crowd of chiefs inclose the godlike man:
Who thus, confpicuous in the midst, began:

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Our toils, my friends, are crown'd with fure fuccefs: The greater part perform'd, atchieve the lefs. Now follow chearful to the trembling town; Prefs but an entrance, and prefume it won. Fear is no more: for fierce Mezentius lies, As the firft fruits of war, a facrifice. Turnus fhall stand extended on the pain; And in this.omen is already flain. Prepar'd in arms, purfue your happy chance: That none unwarn'd, may plead his ignorance: And I, at heaven's appointed hour, may find Your walike enfigns waving in the wind. Mean time the rites and funeral pomps prepare, Due to your dead companions of the war: The last refpect the living can beftow,

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To fhield their fhadows from contempt below.
That conquer'd earth be theirs for which they fought;
And which for us with their own blood they bought.

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