799Then the son of Saturn, tamer of the deep sea, spoke thus: 'It is entirely right, Cytherea, for you to trust in my realm, from which you draw your birth: I have earned it too; 801often I have checked the fury and such great rage of sky and sea. 803Nor on land, I call Xanthus and Simois to witness, has my care for your Aeneas been less. 804When Achilles, pursuing the panic-stricken Trojan columns, was driving them against their walls, was giving many thousands to death, and the choked rivers groaned, and Xanthus could not find its way and roll itself out to the sea, then I snatched Aeneas away in a hollow cloud as he met the brave son of Peleus with neither gods nor strength equal, although I longed to overturn from their foundations the walls of perjured Troy, built by my own hands.
812Now too my mind remains the same: drive away your fears. 813Safely he will reach the harbours of Avernus, as you wish. 814There will be only one whom you will seek, lost in the flood; 815one life will be given for many.' 816When with these words he had soothed the goddess's heart to gladness, the father yokes his horses with gold, puts the foaming bits on the wild creatures, and lets all the reins flow loose from his hands. 819In his sea-blue chariot he flies lightly over the surface of the waters; 820the waves subside, and under the thundering axle the swelling sea of waters is levelled; 821the storm-clouds flee from the vast sky.
822Then come the various shapes of his companions, huge sea-monsters, and the aged band of Glaucus, and Palaemon son of Ino, and the swift Tritons, and the whole army of Phorcus; 825on the left are Thetis and Melite and the maiden Panopea, Nisaee and Spio, Thalia and Cymodoce.