Aeneid 7.81–106

81But the king, troubled by the portents, goes to the oracle of Faunus, his prophetic father, and consults the groves beneath high Albunea, greatest of forests, which echoes with its sacred spring and in its darkness breathes out a deadly vapour. 85From here the Italian peoples and all the Oenotrian land seek answers in times of doubt; 86when the priestess has brought gifts here and has lain down in the silent night on the spread skins of slaughtered sheep and sought sleep, she sees many phantoms flitting in wondrous ways, and hears various voices, and enjoys converse with the gods, and addresses Acheron in deepest Avernus. 92Here too then father Latinus himself, seeking an answer, duly sacrificed a hundred woolly sheep, and lay propped on their hides and spread fleeces: suddenly a voice came from the depths of the grove: 'Do not seek to unite your daughter in a Latin marriage, O my offspring, and do not trust the bridal chamber made ready: sons-in-law will come from abroad, who by their blood will raise our name to the stars, and the descendants of whose stock will see the whole world, where the Sun looks on either Ocean in his course, turned and ruled beneath their feet.' 102These answers of his father Faunus, and the warnings given in the silent night, Latinus does not keep shut in his own lips, but Rumour, flitting far and wide, had already carried them through the Ausonian cities, when the sons of Laomedon moored their fleet to the grassy bank of the river.