588And now the next day was rising with the first morning star, and Dawn had driven the dewy shadow from the sky: when suddenly from the woods there comes forward the strange form of an unknown man, worn out with utmost hunger and pitiable in his dress, and stretches out his hands in supplication towards the shore. 593We look back at him: dreadful filth, an untrimmed beard, a covering pinned together with thorns; 594but in all else a Greek. And he, when he saw from afar the Dardan dress and Trojan arms, terrified at the sight, hesitated for a moment and checked his step; 598soon he rushed headlong to the shore with tears and prayers: 'By the stars I implore you, by the gods above and this breathable light of heaven, take me away, Teucrians; 601carry me off to any lands at all; 602that will be enough.
602I know that I am one from the Danaan fleets, and I confess that I attacked the Penates of Ilium in war; 604for that, if the wrong of my crime is so great, scatter me piecemeal on the waves and plunge me into the vast sea. 606If I die, it will be a joy to have died at the hands of men.' 607He had spoken, and, clasping our knees and grovelling at our knees, he clung there. 608We urge him to say who he is, from what blood he was born; 609and then to confess what fortune hounds him. 610Father Anchises himself, without much delay, gives the young man his right hand and strengthens his spirit with this ready pledge.
612He, setting aside his fear at last, speaks thus: