Aen. 5.827Hīc patris Aenēae suspēnsam blanda vicissim
gaudia pertemptant mentem: iubet ōcius omnēs
attollī mālōs, intendī brachia vēlīs.Here in turn soothing joys steal into the anxious mind of father Aeneas: he orders all the masts to be raised quickly and the yards stretched with sails. Aen. 5.830Ūnā omnēs fēcēre pedem pariterque sinistrōs,
nunc dextrōs solvēre sinūs;All together set the sheets, and together let out the sails now to the left, now to the right; Aen. 5.831ūnā ardua torquent
cornua dētorquentque;together they turn the lofty yard-arms this way and back; Aen. 5.832ferunt sua flāmina classem.their own breezes carry the fleet. Aen. 5.833Prīnceps ante omnēs dēnsum Palinūrus agēbat
agmen;Ahead of all, Palinurus was leading the close column; Aen. 5.834ad hunc aliī cursum contendere iussī.the others were ordered to steer their course by him. Aen. 5.835Iamque ferē mediam caelī Nox hūmida mētam
contigerat;And now dewy Night had almost reached the midpoint of heaven; Aen. 5.836placidā laxābant membra quiēte
sub remīs fūsī per dūra sedīlia nautae:
cum levis aetheriīs dēlapsus Somnus ab astrīs
āera dīmōvit tenebrōsum et dispulit umbrās,
840tē, Palinūre, petēns, tibi somnia trīstia portāns
īnsontī;the sailors, stretched out on the hard benches beneath the oars, were relaxing their limbs in peaceful rest: when Sleep, gliding lightly down from the stars of heaven, parted the dark air and scattered the shadows, seeking you, Palinurus, bringing you grim dreams, guiltless as you were; Aen. 5.841puppīque deus cōnsēdit in altā,
Phorbantī similis, funditque hās ōre loquēlās:
Iasidē Palinūre, ferunt ipsa aequora classem;and the god sat down on the high stern, in the likeness of Phorbas, and pours these words from his mouth: 'Palinurus, son of Iasus, the seas themselves carry the fleet; Aen. 5.844aequātae spīrant aurae;the breezes blow steady; Aen. 5.844datur hōra quiētī.an hour is given for rest.
Aen. 5.845Pōne caput, fessōsque oculōs fūrāre labōrī:
ipse ego paulisper prō tē tua mūnera inībō.Lay down your head, and steal your weary eyes from their toil: I myself will take on your duties for you a little while.' Aen. 5.847Cui vix attollēns Palinūrus lūmina fātur:
Mēne salis placidī voltum flūctūsque quiētōs
ignōrāre iubēs?Palinurus, barely raising his eyes, says to him: 'Do you bid me ignore the face of the calm sea and the quiet waves? Aen. 5.849Mēne huic cōnfīdere mōnstrō?Me, trust this monster? Aen. 5.850Aenēān crēdam quid enim fallācibus aurīs
et caelō, totiēns dēceptus fraude serēnī?For why should I entrust Aeneas to the treacherous breezes and the sky, I who have so often been deceived by the guile of a clear sky?'