Aen. 5.719Tālibus incēnsus dictīs seniōris amīcī,
720tum vērō in cūrās animō dīdūcitur omnēs.Fired by such words from his old friend, he is then indeed torn in mind among all his cares. Aen. 5.721Et nox ātra polum bīgīs subvecta tenēbat:
vīsa dehinc caelō faciēs dēlapsa parentis
Anchīsae subitō tālēs effundere vōcēs:
Nāte, mihi vītā quondam, dum vīta manēbat,
725cāre magis, nāte, Īliacīs exercite fātīs,
imperiō Iovis hūc veniō, quī classibus ignem
dēpulit, et caelō tandem miserātus ab altō est.And 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. Aen. 5.728Cōnsiliīs pārē, quae nunc pulcherrima Nautēs
dat senior;Obey the counsels, most excellent, that old Nautes now gives; Aen. 5.729lēctōs iuvenēs, fortissima corda,
730dēfer in Ītaliam;carry over to Italy chosen young men, the bravest hearts; Aen. 5.730gēns dūra atque aspera cultū
dēbellanda tibi Latiō est.a race hard and rough in its ways must be subdued by you in Latium.
Aen. 5.731Dītis tamen ante
īnfernās accēde domōs, et Averna per alta
congressūs pete, nāte, meōs.But first approach the infernal halls of Dis, and through deep Avernus seek a meeting with me, son. Aen. 5.733Nōn mē impia namque
Tartara habent, trīstēs umbrae, sed amoena piōrum
735concilia Ēlysiumque colō.For 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. Aen. 5.735Hūc casta Sibylla
nigrārum multō pecudum tē sanguine dūcet:
tum genus omne tuum, et quae dentur moenia, discēs.There 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. Aen. 5.738Iamque valē: torquet mediōs Nox hūmida cursūs,
et mē saevus equīs Oriēns adflāvit anhēlīs.And now farewell: dewy Night is wheeling through the middle of her course, and the cruel East has breathed on me with panting horses.' Aen. 5.740Dīxerat, et tenuis fugit, ceu fūmus, in aurās.He had spoken, and fled like smoke into the thin air. Aen. 5.741Aenēās, Quō deinde ruis, quō prōripis?Aeneas: 'Where are you rushing off to now, where are you hastening?' Aen. 5.741inquit,
Quem fugis, aut quis tē nostrīs complexibus arcet?he cries, 'whom do you flee, or who keeps you from our embrace?' Aen. 5.743Haec memorāns cinerem et sōpītōs suscitat ignēs,
Pergameumque Larem et cānae penetrālia Vestae
745farre piō et plēnā supplex venerātur acerrā.Saying 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.