1 Hither we steer wearily, and stand in to the little town.
2 Hither I steer; and it welcomes my weary crew to the quiet shelter of a safe haven.
3 But now for broad Italy hath Apollo of Grynos bidden me steer, for Italy the oracles of Lycia.
4 Then he bids slay three steers to Eryx and a she-lamb to the Tempests, and loose the hawser as is due.
5 First, in front of all, Palinurus steered the close column; the rest under orders ply their course by his.
6 Through chequered fortunes, through many perilous ways, we steer for Latium, where destiny points us a quiet home.
7 In all the temples was a band of matrons, in all were altars, and before the altars slain steers strewed the ground.
8 And he: 'Thy melancholy phantom, thine, O my father, came before me often and often, and drove me to steer to these portals.'
9 If the Trojans steered for Italy without thy leave and defiant of thy deity, let them expiate their sin; aid not such with thy succour.
10 Then his heaving breast allays its anger, and he says no more; but marvelling at the awful gift, the fated rod so long unseen, he steers in his dusky vessel and draws to shore.
11 But this seemed marvellous to the Rutulian king and the captains of Ausonia, till looking back they see the ships steering for the beach, and all the sea as a single fleet sailing in.
12 They steer to sea; one might think that the Cyclades were uptorn and floated on the main, or that lofty mountains clashed with mountains, so mightily do their crews urge on the turreted ships.
13 And now almost in the last space, they began to come up breathless to the goal, when unfortunate Nisus trips on the slippery blood of the slain steers, where haply it had spilled over the ground and wetted the green grass.
14 Therewithal his comrades, as each hath store, bring gifts to heap joyfully on the altars, and slay steers in sacrifice: others set cauldrons arow, and, lying along the grass, heap live embers under spits and roast the flesh.
15 But when at thy departure the wind hath borne thee to the Sicilian coast, and the barred straits of Pelorus open out, steer for the left-hand country and the long circuit of the seas on the left hand; shun the shore and water on thy right.
16 Doubtful if he shall think it the Genius of the ground or his father's ministrant, he slays, as is fit, two sheep of two years old, as many swine and dark-backed steers, pouring the while cups of wine, and calling on the soul of great Anchises and the ghost rearisen from Acheron.
17 Yes, and now they were sailing in to the cliffs of the Sirens, dangerous once of old and white with the bones of many a man; and the hoarse rocks echoed afar in the ceaseless surf; when her lord felt the ship rocking astray for loss of her helmsman, and himself steered her on over the darkling water, sighing often the while, and heavy at heart for his friend's mischance.
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