Aen. 3.588Postera iamque diēs prīmō surgēbat Eōō,
ūmentemque Aurōra polō dīmōverat umbram:
590cum subitō ē silvīs, maciē cōnfecta suprēmā,
ignōtī nova fōrma virī miserandaque cultū
prōcēdit, supplexque manūs ad lītora tendit.And 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. Aen. 3.593Respicimus: dīra inluviēs inmissaque barba,
cōnsertum Tegumen spīnīs;We look back at him: dreadful filth, an untrimmed beard, a covering pinned together with thorns; Aen. 3.594at cētera Grāius,
Isque ubi Dardaniōs habitūs et Troia vīdit
arma procul, paulum aspectū conterritus haesit,
continuitque gradum;but 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; Aen. 3.598mox sēsē ad lītora praeceps
cum flētū precibusque tulit: Per sīdera testor,
600per superōs atque hoc caelī spīrābile lūmen,
tollite mē, Teucrī;soon 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; Aen. 3.601quāscumque abdūcite terrās;carry me off to any lands at all; Aen. 3.602hoc sat erit.that will be enough.
Aen. 3.602Sciō mē Danaīs ē classibus ūnum,
et bellō Īliacōs fateor petiisse Penātīs;I know that I am one from the Danaan fleets, and I confess that I attacked the Penates of Ilium in war; Aen. 3.604prō quō, sī sceleris tanta est iniūria nostrī,
605spargite mē in flūctūs, vāstōque inmergite pontō.for that, if the wrong of my crime is so great, scatter me piecemeal on the waves and plunge me into the vast sea. Aen. 3.606Sī pereō, hominum manibus periisse iuvābit.If I die, it will be a joy to have died at the hands of men.' Aen. 3.607Dīxerat, et genua amplexus genibusque volūtāns
haerēbat.He had spoken, and, clasping our knees and grovelling at our knees, he clung there. Aen. 3.608Quī sit, fārī, quō sanguine crētus,
hortāmur;We urge him to say who he is, from what blood he was born; Aen. 3.609quae deinde agitet fortūna, fatērī.and then to confess what fortune hounds him. Aen. 3.610Ipse pater dextram Anchīsēs, haud multa morātus,
dat iuvenī, atque animum praesentī pignore firmat.Father Anchises himself, without much delay, gives the young man his right hand and strengthens his spirit with this ready pledge.
Aen. 3.612Ille haec, dēpositā tandem formīdine, fātur:He, setting aside his fear at last, speaks thus: