719Fired by such words from his old friend, he is then indeed torn in mind among all his cares. 721And black Night, carried up in her two-horse chariot, was holding the sky: then suddenly the image of his father Anchises seemed to glide down from the sky and pour out such words: 'Son, dearer to me once than life, while life remained, son, harried by the fates of Ilium, I come here at the command of Jupiter, who drove the fire from your ships and at last has pitied you from high heaven. 728Obey the counsels, most excellent, that old Nautes now gives; 729carry over to Italy chosen young men, the bravest hearts; 730a race hard and rough in its ways must be subdued by you in Latium.
731But first approach the infernal halls of Dis, and through deep Avernus seek a meeting with me, son. 733For it is not impious Tartarus that holds me, with its gloomy shades, but I dwell in the pleasant gatherings of the blessed, and in Elysium. 735There the chaste Sibyl will lead you, with much blood of black cattle: then you will learn of all your race, and what walls are granted. 738And now farewell: dewy Night is wheeling through the middle of her course, and the cruel East has breathed on me with panting horses.' 740He had spoken, and fled like smoke into the thin air. 741Aeneas: 'Where are you rushing off to now, where are you hastening?' 741he cries, 'whom do you flee, or who keeps you from our embrace?' 743Saying this, he stirs up the ash and slumbering fires, and as a suppliant worships the Pergamean Lar and the shrine of hoary Vesta with holy meal and a full incense-box.