VOLUME II. (continued 2)

Quhou Jupiter the court of goddis dyd call, And Venus makis complaynt amangis thame all.

On breid, or this, was warp and maid patent The hevynly hald of God omnipotent. The kyng of men and fader of goddis all Ane consale or a sessioun maid do call, Amang the spretis abufe and goddis gret,5 Within hys sterrit hevyn and mylky set: Quharfra, amyd hys trone sittand full hie, Our all the erd he mycht behald and se The Troianys castellys, and the pepill Latyne. Down sat the Goddis in thar segis dyvyne,10 The faldyn ȝettis baith vp warpyt braid; First Jove hym self begouth, and thus he said. O hevynly wightis, of gret power and mycht, Quhou is betyd ȝour myndis bene sa lycht, That ȝour decreit fatal and sentens hie15 Retretit thus and turnyt bakwartis suld be? Or quhy with frawart myndis now of layt Aganys ȝour ressonabill oraclys ȝe debait? My will was not at the Italianys In batale suld concur contrar Troianys. Quhat maner discord be this at we se,5 Expres agane our inhibitioun? said he: Quhat dreid or reuerens thame, or thame, hes movyt To ryn till armys, and rasys weir controvit? Or hes sic wys persuadyt to bargane, With bludy wapynnys rent, and mony slane?10 Haist not the sesson to provoke nor prevene; Of batale cum sal detfull tyme bedene, Heireftir, quhen the fers burgh of Cartage To Romys boundis, in thar feirfull rage, Ane huge myscheif and gret qualm send sall,15 And thyrll the hie montanys lyke a wall: Than war just tyme in wreth to mak debait, Than war the tyme to rug and reif thus gait. Now of sic thingis leif and desist; with me Glaidly do makis frendly amyte.20 A few wordis on this wys Jupiter said; Bot not in quhoyn wordis him answer maid The fresch goldyn Venus: O thou, quod sche, Fader of all, O eternal powste, Regnand abuse all men, and Goddis eik,25 To the I cum, the rewthfully beseik, Sen thar nane other maieste bene, ne glor, That in sik neid may help ws to implor. Thow seys quhou, with bost and felloun feir, The Rutilianys makis gret derray and steir;30 And quhou Turnus, pransand on semly stedis, Throw owt the ostis rydis in steill wedis; And quhou orpyt and prowdly ruschis he Amyd Troianys, be fawour of Mars, quod sche. The strenth of wallys, nor the portis schet,5 May nocht salf Troianys; lo, within the ȝet, Amyd the clos muralȝeis and paill, And dowbill dikis, quhou thai thame assaill, Quhill the fowceis of blude rynnys on spait: Eneas absent of this na thing wait.10 Quhidder gif that thou list suffir neuermar Thar sege scalit, nor thame fre of dangar? Behald agane abowt new Troys wall, Ȝit bot begyn to byg, and not clos all, Quhou inveroun musteris thar ennemyis:15 Ane other ost and sege abowt thame lyis, And newly, lo, Tedeus son, not far From Arpos cite into Calabar, To wery Troianys movis, Diomed. I feill agane my wondis newly bleid;20 And I, thy blude, thi get, and douchter schene, Ȝit mortale wapynnys mon thoil eik and sustene! Gyf the Troianys, but thy benevolens, Or repugnant to thy magnificens, Hes socht onto the cost of Italy,25 Lat thame be punyst and thar cryme aby; And I sall suythly stand content for me, Thou mak thame na kynd help nor ȝit supple. Bot gif thai followit haue for thar behufe Sa feill responsis of the Goddis abufe,30 With syndry admonitiouns, charge, and redis Of the infernal wightis and spretis that ded is, Than wald I knaw the caus or resson quhy That ony mycht pervert or ȝit bewry Thy commandmentis? how, or quharfor, may thai5 New fatys mak, and the ald do away? Quhat nedis to rehers, quhou on the cost Of Scycilly thar schippis brynt war lost? Or quharto suld I dwel, to schaw ȝou thus, Quhou be the God of tempest, Eolus,10 The rageand wyndis send war our alquhar, Or Iris catchit throw clowdis of the ayr? Now movyt eyk bene fendlych wightis affrayt: Befor, only that chance was onassayt; Bot now Alecto newly is furth sent15 Into the ovir warld, that fell torment, With Bacchus fury enragit by and by, Walkand throu all citeis of Italy. Na thyng I paus on the empyre, quod sche, Allthocht we hoip had at sic thing suld be,20 Quhen fortoun schew tharof sum apperans: Lat thame be victour quham thou lyst avans. And gif na realm in this warld remanys, Quhom thy stern spous list geif to the Troianys, I the beseik of Troy by the rewyne,25 By that subuersioun rekand, and huge pyne, Suffyr that ȝyng Ascanyus mot be Salf fra all wapynnys, and of perrell fre; And, at the lest, in this ilk mortall stryve Suffir thy nevo to remane alyve.30 As for Ene, forsuyth, I mak na cair: Thoill hym in onkowth stremys, as he was ayr, Be dryve, and warpyt euery sey abowt, To follow furth in danger and in dowt Quhat curs and went at fortoun lyst hym sent;5 Mot it ples the fader omnipotent That I may bot defend ȝon litill page, And hym withdraw from this fers weris rage. I haue in Cipyr the cite Amathus, And the hie standand burgh that hayt Paphus,10 And eik the ille yclepyt Cythera, The hallowyt hald als of Idalya, Quhar, rendryt vp all armys in that stede, Duryng hys age he sobir lyfe may led. And command eik with gret fors and mastry15 The burgh of Cartage down thryng Italy; Fra thyne sal na thing resist nor gaynstand Contrar citeis of Tyre or Affrik land. Quhat proffit has it done, or avantage, Of Troys batale to haue eschape the rage,20 And throw amyd the Grekis fyrys eik Haue fled away, and throw the sey haue seik, Sa feill dangeris bywent and ourdryve Our streym and landis; gyf that thus belyve Troianys hes socht till Itaill, to vpset25 New Troys wallys, tobe agane doun bet? Had not bene bettir thame in thar natyve hauld Had syttin still amang the assys cauld, And lattyr isillys of thar kynd cuntre, Or barrand soyll quhar Troy was wont tobe,30 Than thus, fra ded to ded, from payn to payn, Be catchit on, and euery day be slane? Restor, I pray the, to thai wrachit wightis Xanthus and Symoes, fludis quhilk of rychtis Was wont tobe thar propyr herytage:5 O fader, suffir the fey Troiane barnage To seik agane quhat hard myschance befallys To Troy or Ilion with thar brokyn wallys.

To Venus complaynt Juno fra end till end Maid hasty ansuer, hir actioun to defend.

The queyn Juno than, but mair abayd, Prykkyt with felloun fury thus furthbrayd:10 Quhy doys thou, said scho, to me sik offens, Constrenyng me brek clos profund sylens, And with thy wordis, quhar ayr I was koy, Prouokis to publys and schaw myne hyd ennoy? Quhat maner man, or quhilk of goddis, lat se,15 To move batale constrenyt hes Ene, Or to engyre hym self to Latyn kyng As mortal fa, within hys proper ryng? I geif the cace, to Italy socht he Of the fatys by the autoryte,20 Provokyt tharto be the wyld dotage Of wod Cassandra in hir fury rage: Lat se, for all this, gyf that anys in sport To leif hys strenthis we dyd hym exhort; Or forto put hys lyfe in ony danger; To sayll, or submyt hym to wyndis seir? Lat se, gyf we hym causyt to walk at large,5 And till ane bab commyt the batellis charge, And governance haill of hys cite wallys? Lat se gyf we, how evir the chance befallys, Persuadyt hym forto commove and steir Other quyet pepill with hym to rays the weir,10 Or till adione vp frendschip and ally With Tyrrhene pepill and folk of Tuscany? Quhat God amovit hym with sic a gawd In hys dedis to oys sik slyght and frawd, Or quhilk of our hard poweris wrocht sic thyng?15 Quhar was Juno with all, this lady ȝyng? Or quhar was sche also quhen, ȝistir nycht, Irys was send down throu the clowdis brycht? Is this a thing full onlesum, but let, Thocht Italianys with flambys ombeset20 The new cite of Troy vprysand, lo? And is it not full gret dispyt also That, in hys natyve land and faderis ryng, Turnus remane, or pretend tobe kyng, Quhamto the God Pylumnus grandschir is,25 And haly nymphe Venylia moder, I wys? Quhat! thinkis thou lesum is at Troianys infeir Violens to mak with brandis of mortall weir Agane Latynys, syk onkowth heritage Tyll occupy and subdew in bondage,30 And thar catale in spreth to dryve away? Quhat! haldis thou lesum als, I pray the say, From otheris to withdraw sa thyftuusly Thar eldfaderis and maist tendyr ally, Or, from betwix thar breist and armys tway,5 Thar treutht plyght spowsys forto reif away? To cum and beseik trewys in strange landis, With syng or takyn of paix born in thar handis; And, netheles, to mak reddy for weir, Purvay thar schippis, provide armour and geir?10 To salf Ene, hes thou not power and mycht From Grekis handis hym to withdraw be slycht, And set in sted of that man, light as lynd, Owder a clowd or a waist puft of wynd? And eik thou may transform the schippis, quod sche,15 Intil alsmony Goddessis of the see: Bot, be the contrary, Rutilyanys ofspryng We suld support, that is forbodyn thyng! Thy son Ene, mysknawyng this deray, As thou allegis, is absent now away:20 And quhat iniurys, absent mot he remane, And ignorant for ay of this bargane? Thow has Paphos, thyne is Idalia, And thyne mot be the ile of Cithera: Sen thou hes all thir at command and will,20 Lat other folkis in paix and rest dwell styll. Quharto assalzeis thou a strang cite, That hes bene oft exercyt in melle, And lyst invaid pepill with hartis kene? I can not fynd quhat occasioun ȝe meyn.30 Haue we etlyt the Phrigyane febill geir Down from the grund to welt our into weir? Quhidder was it we, or than Parys, that faltyt, That wrachit Troianys by Grekis war assaltit? Quhat was the caus, that Europ and Asya5 To rays the weir in armys war sa thra Aganyst otheris, and thar auld allyans With thiftuus reif to brek on sic myschans? Was I not governour and cheif ledar thar, The tyme quhen that the Troiane adulterar10 Ombesegyt the cite of Spartha, And the queyn Heleyn reft and brocht awa? Or quhidder gif I evir into that weir Mynysterit dartis, wapynnys, or sic geir? Or ȝit that bargane stuffyt or bet, lat se,15 With Cupydis blynd lust and subtilite? Than had bene honest tyme, and ganand baith, Till haue previdit for thy frendis skaith: Now, al to layt, with thyne iniust complantis Aganyst ws thou rysis, and attantis20 Forto warp owt thy vane wordis chydyng, Quhilk certis may avale the in na thing. With siclyke wordis Juno fra end to end Gan hir querrell sustene and als defend; And all the hevynly wightis dyd quhyspir and rown,25 In opynyonys full diuers, vp and down: Lyke as first, or wyndis blast be persave, The swouch is hard within the woddis waif, With frasyng soundis quhisland, ȝit onknaw Quharof cumis this bruyt owt throw the schaw;30 All thocht it be to maryneris a syng, Of wyndis blast to follow sur taknyng. The Fader than omnipotent maist hie, That our all thingis hes souerane maieste, Begouth to say; and, quhen he spak, all cessyt:5 The hevynly heich hows of Goddis was pecyt; The erthis grund schuke trymlyng for feir, And still, but movyng, stud the hevynys cleir; The wyndis eik thar blastis lowynt sone; The sey calmyt hys fludis playn abone.10 Ressaue, quod he, my sawis, and tak tent, And thir my wordis within ȝour myndis emprent. Sen that algatis ȝit may not sufferit be Latynys considir with Troianys and Ene, Nor ȝe can nocht mak end of ȝour debait,15 I sall me hald indifferent, the meyn gait, And as for that, put na diuersyte Quhiddir so Italianys or Troianys thai be; Quhow evir this day the fortoun with thame standis, Bruke weill thar chance and werd on athir handis,20 Lat ich of thame hys hoip and fortoun sew: Quhidder so the fatys hes determyt of new Troianys tobe assegit with Italianys To thar myscheif, or wraik of the Troianys, Quhilkis with frawart admonytions sa lang25 Peraventour hes errit and gane wrang; Nowder Troianys nor Rutilianys freith will I. Lat athir of thame thar awin fortoun stand by, And bruke thar wark thai haue begun; but faill, Kyng Jupiter salbe to all equale.30 The fatis sal provyd a way mair habill. And with that word, fortill hald ferm and stabill Hys godly aith and promys sworn hes he, Be Stix the flude, Pluto hys broderis see, Be that ilk pykky layk with brays blak,5 And laithly golf, to kepe all that he spak; And, til afferm hys aith, at hys lykyng The hevynnys all maid trymbill, for a syng. Thus endit was the consale, and al doyn, And Jupiter rays fra hys goldyn troyn:10 Quham hevynly wightis amyddis thame with joy Ontill hys chymmys ryall dyd convoy.

Quhou the Troianys defendis thar cyte, Eneas absent sekand mair supple.

Duryng this quhile, all the Rutilianys stowt The cite portis lappit rownd abowt, Forto down bet the Troianys, euery fyre,15 Inveroun all the wallys with hait fyre. Eneas barnage, at myschefis huge Thus ombeset, and segyt but refuge, Inclusyt war but hop to wyn away, And sobyrly at defens, as thai may,20 On the hie towris hedis stud on raw: Ful thyn the cirkyllys of the wallys law Thai mannyt abowt; for in the first front stude Jasyus, Imbrasus son, and eik the gude Tymetes, son of strang Icetoan, And by thame alsso the Assaracus twane, The eldar Thybrys with Castor full wroth;5 Brethir germane to kyng Sarpedon boith, Quham Clarus had, and Hemon, ferys twa, Followyt from the hie realm of Lycya. Ane Agmon of Lyrnesya fast tharby Presys with all the fors in hys body10 A felloun stone to welt the wallys tyll, Quhilk semyt be a gret part of a hyll; Na les of statur than hys fader Clytyus Was he, nor ellys hys brother Mnestheus. With dartis thai assaill the cite fast,15 And thai defend with slungis and stane cast; Sum presys thik the wyld fyre in to slyng, The arrowys flaw spangand fra euery stryng. The Dardane child, the ȝyng Ascanyus, Principall thocht and cuyr of Dame Venus,20 Amyd the rowtis, in covert quhar he ȝeid, Thar mycht be seyn in hys fresch lustyhed, Lyke as ane gem, with hys brycht hew schynyng, Departis the gold set amydwart the ryng, Or in the crownell pyght, or rych hynger,25 Quhilk doys the nek array, or the hed ger; And mair semly than evir bane to se, Craftely closyt within the box of tre, Or than amyd the blak terebynthyne Growys by Orycia: and, as the geit dois schyne,30 Hys curland lokkis hyngis down weill dek About hys schuldris our hys mylk quhyte nek; Ane circulet of plyabill gold so bryght Abuf hys haris apon hys hed weil pyght. Thow Ismarus, of magnanymyte5 Fulfyllit, eik thar myght men the se, Invnctand venemus schaftis the ilk tyde, Addres dartis, and wyrk wondis full wyde; Cummyn of the gentill blude of Meony, In Lyde cuntre born thou was, fast by10 The plentuus sulze quhar the goldyn ryver Pactolus warpys on grund the gold vre cleir. Reddy at hand was Mnestheus wight, Quham the renowne of this ȝistir nycht, For that he Turnus our the dychys drave,15 Full prowd maid in hys curage our the laif: With hym was Capys thar alsso, quham by The town Capua is namyt in Champany. Thus ather party into hard barganyng Stude at debait, quhill Eneas the kyng,20 With all hys ferys, baith day and mydnycht Slydis throw owt the salt famys lyght. For eftir that fra kyng Evander he Departit was, as heir abufe said we, And entrit in amyd the Tuscane tentis,25 The kyng he socht, and tald hym hys ententis, Hys name to hym rehersyng, and hys blude; And hys desyre, fully to conclude, Hes schawyn planely, twychand quhat he socht, And quhat supple alsso with hym he brocht;30 And tald quhat army prowd Mezentyus Had convenyt, and how the bald Turnus So violent and fers was in hys will, Exhortyng hym to tak gude heyd heirtill; And how instabill was all warldis chance,5 All manis surte hyngand in ballance: And onto this hys request and prayer Adionyt hes on ful gudly maner. Thar was na mair delay, bot Tarchon kyng Al reddy was to fulfyll hys lykyng,10 With moblys and all ryches at command, And vp gan knyt thar fordward and cunnand Of amyte and perpetuall ally: Than of the fatys fre, in thar navy, At command of the Goddis, pepill Tuscane15 Ar entrit in thar schyppys euerilkane, Submytting thame ontill a strange duke. Eneas barge than furth the vayage tuke Befor the laif, as almeral of the flote, And in hir stevyn kervyn full weil, God wot,20 The lyonys that the Phrygyane armys bene; Abufe the quhilkis porturat fair and greyn Was Ida forest, to fugytyve Troianys Thar best belovyt wod and natyve wanys. In hyr was set the gret prynce Eneas,25 That with hym self can mony thing cumpas Twychyng the chancis of batal in that tyde: Pallas adionyt sat by hys left syde, And he at hym dyd wysly ask and speir The curs and namys of the starnys cleir,30 Quhilk in the styl hevyn schynys on the nycht: Now speris he, franand with all hys myght, To knaw Eneas wandryng be the see, And quhou huge payn he had on landis dre.

Heir comptis Virgill the pepil of Tuscane, Quhilkis with Eneas com to the bargane.

Ȝhe Musys now, sweit Goddessis ychone,5 Oppyn and onclos ȝour mont of Helycon: Reveil the secretis lyand in ȝour mycht, Entone my sang, addres my style at rycht, To schaw quhat pyssance, ostis, and army, At this tyme from the boundis of Tuscany10 In falloschyp com with the prynce Ene, And stuffyt schippys of weir set to the see. Fyrst, prynce Massycus cummys with hys rowt, Into hys barge Tygrys, with stelyt snowt, Sowchand throw owt the fludis quhar scho went,15 A thowsand stowt ȝong men of hys talent Vndir hym ledyng, for the batale bown, From Clusyum com vmquhile, that nobell town, And fra the Tuscane cite of Cosa; Baith castyng dartis and flanys vsyt tha,20 With arrow casys and other quavyrris lycht, And mortal bowys buklyt for the fyght. Sammyn furth salys Abas; and hym by Hys barnage stud enarmyt rychely; Hys weirlyke schip our the fludis ilkane Of God Appolloys goldyn statw schane: The rych cyte of Populonyas,5 Hys natyve cuntre, quharof born he was, Sax hundreth men of armys in wer expert With hym hes send; and the ile in that part Illua callyt, within the Tuscane see, Sa rych of steill it may nocht wastyt be,10 Thre hundreth eik hes send with hym to pas. The thryd capitane, worthy Asylas, Of Goddis eik and men interpretur, Of euery spayng craft that knew the cuyr, Quhat the hart pypis and bestis entralys ment,15 Quhat signyfeit the starnys, quhar thai went Thar rycht cursis abufe the hevynnys hie, And euery byrdis vocis weil knew he, And quhat betaknyt, schynnyng from the hevyn, Thyr fyry blastis, or this thundris levyn;20 A thousand men assemlyt with hym ledis, With awful speris and scharp grundyn hedis: Quham the Hetruscane cite, Pysa gude, Inhabyt first from Alpheus that flude, Send tyll obey hym as thar capitane.25 Syne followys Astur, the semlyast of ane, Astur, maist sovyr horsman forto seik, Of variant cullour was hys armour eik; Thre hundreth walyt men with hym he led. All of a will, furth to the batal sped30 The folkis alhail dwelt in the cite sweit Of Agelyn, otherwys callyt Cerete, And thai that dwellys in tha feldis, I wys, Endlang the bankis of flude Mynyonys, Or intill ancyent Pyrgus town alssua,5 Or inhabytys the cyte Grauyssa, Ful contagius of tempest and grews ayr. Suld I the pretermyt, sen thou was thar? I meyn the, Cygnus, of Lygurianys The cheif ledar, amang other capitanys10 Ane the maist forcy into batal sted. Ne wil I not forȝet, suld I be ded, The, strang Cupauus, with thy few menȝe, Fra quhais tymbret rysys apon hie The lusty swannys fedrame, brycht and scheyn:15 The cryme and caws of all ȝour woful teyn Was luf and amouris, or pompus array Schrowd in ȝour faderis connysans al to gay. For, as thai tell, quhil dolorusly Cygnus Maid hys complant amang the scroggy bus20 Of poppill tre branschis lang and squar, Quharin the twa systeris transformyt war, And gan bewail Phaeton, hys best belovyt; Quhil that he sang and playt, as hym behwyt, The dolly tonys and lays lamentabill,25 With sic regrate to comfort and astabill Hys hevy amorus thochtis ennoyus, In quhite canos soft plumys joyus Became ourheld, in lyknes of a swan, And led hys age na mar furth lyke a man,30 Bot tuke hys flycht vp from the erd in hy, And with a swouchand voce socht in the sky. Hys son, this tyde, havand hys falloschippys Distribut equaly into syndry schippys, Amang the navy and the flote at large,5 With ayris rollys furth hys bustuus barge, Clepyt Centaurus, and ithandly syne he Dryvys throu fludis of the stormy see: Byg of statur stude he lyke to feght, Bostand the streme with ballast of huge weght,10 And with hys lang and lusty ballyngar Ourslydis the deip fludis in thar fair. The nobill Ocnus from hys natyve land A fair army assemlyt brocht at hand, Son of God Tibris, the Tuscane ryver,15 Beget apon Manthus the lady cleir, That was baith nymphe and famus prophetes: Thys Ocnus was the ilk man quhilk expres Of Mantua the cite dyd he wall, And eftir hys said moderis name can call20 Mantua, myghty of ald ancystry And forfaderis: bot hys geneology Was not of ane kynrent cummyn all; For that town had thre clannys principall, And, vnder euery clan or trybe of tha,25 War other sobyr famyllis twys twa: Mantua eik was cheif and principal hed Till all thir pepill wonnyng in that sted, Takand thar fors and hardyment ilkane From the lynage and nobill blude Tuscane.30 Mezentius, throu hys auld tyrranny, Furth of this cite aganyst hym in hy Fyve hundreth men till armys maid do steir; Quham Myncyus, the fresch rynnand ryver, That from the lowch of Bennacus ischis down,5 And is ourheldyt all with redis brovn, Hes careit to the braid seys large Within thar weirly schip and awfull barge. Furth held the stowt and degest Aulestes, Quhilk with gret strenth of rowaris in that pres,10 Rasyng thame on thar thoftis for the nanys, The fludis smate with hundreth arys at anys, Quhil that the famy stowr of stremys le Vp weltis from the braid palmys of tre. The mekill howk hym bair was Tryton callyt;15 For in hir forestam was the monstre stallyt, With watry trumpe fleyand the fludis gray: Quhar as scho salyt, men mycht se hym ay With byrsy body porturyt, and vissage All rowgh of harys, semyng of cullage20 In mannys form fra hys cost to hys crown; Bot from hys belly, and thens fordwart dovn, The remanent straucht lyke a fyschis tayll, In symylitude of huddon or a quhaill; Vndre the breist of this ilk bysnyng thyng25 The sey wallys bulrand makis murnyng. Sa mony walyt capitanys, nobill men, In help of new Troy, with schippys thrys ten, Slydis throw the salt stremys of the see With stelyt stevynnys and bowand bylge of tre.30

Eneas schippis, translait in Nymphis of see, Tald hym quhou Turnus assegit the cyte.

Be this declynyt was the days lyght; The moyn intill hyr waverand cart of nycht Held rollyng throw the hewynnys myddil ward; As Eneas, the Troiane prynce and lard, For thochtis mycht na wys hys membris rest,5 Sa mony curys in hys mynd he kest, Bot sat in proper person, and nane other, To steir hys carvell and to rewle the ruther, And forto gyde the salys takand tent. Onone, amyd hys curs, thar as he went,10 Recontyris hym hys falloschip in hy Of Nymphis, quham of schippys and his navy The haly moder, clepyt Cybele, Maid to becum Goddessys in the see: All sammyn swam thai, hand in hand yfeir,15 And throw the wallys fast dyd sewch and scheir, Als feill in numbyr Nymphys throw the flude, As laitly with thar stelyt stevynnys stude Of Troiane schippys by the costis syde. A weil far way, as our the streme thai glyde,20 Thar kyng thai knaw, and all in carralyng About hys schyp went circulyt in a ryng. Amangis quham, in speche the maist expert, Cymodocea to the wail astert, And with hir rycht hand can the eft casteill Do gryp onon, that all hir bak ilk deill Abuf the sey watir dyd appeir: Beneth the calmyt stremys fair and cleir With hir left hand craftely swymmys sche;5 Syne on this wys spekis till Enee, That of this wonderus mervell knew na thing: Walkis thou or not, thou verray Goddis ofspryng, Our prynce and master Eneas? now awaik, Takill thy schippys, and thy schetis sclaik.10 We beyn thy navy and thy flote, quod sche, Bowyt sum tyme of fyr and bych tre, Grew in the haly top of mont Ida, And now, as present thou behald ws may, Nymphes we beyn, and salbe euermor.15 For, as ȝon faithles Turnus by the schor Invadyt ws with glavys and with fyre, On fors constrenyt for the flambys schire, Thy cabillys we in sundyr brak in haist, To seik the throw the sey, as we war chaist:20 And than the moder of Goddis, Cybele, Havand of ws compassioun and piete, In this figour has ws all translait, For euermar to be deificat, As Goddessys, quhar so ws lykis best,25 Amangis the fludis forto leif and lest. Bot thy deir child, ȝyng Ascanyus stowt, Besegyt is, and closyt rownd abowt With wallys, fowcy, and trynschis, ather syde, Amyd dartis or quarrellys fast doys glyde,30 And dreidfull hostis of stern pepill Latyne, By weir enforsyng to distroy all thyne. Evandrus horsmen, clepyt Arcadanys, Mydlyt sammyn with Hetrurianys, Quham in thy help thou sendis by the land,5 Thai placis now, quhar as thou gaue command, Can occupy, abydand thy cummyng: Bot Turnus hes determyt, as certane thing, Gret garnysonys to send betwix thame sone, That ȝour hostis sall not togidder joyn.10 Get vp, haue done, and sone in the mornyng, Alsswyth as the brycht day begynnys to spryng, Thy ferys haill thou fyrst to harnes call, And with thy scheild invynsibill tharwithall Thy selvyn schrowd, quham mychty God of fyre15 To the, as ane maist souerane lord and syre, Has wrocht and gevyn, and with gold sa brycht The bordouris has ourgylt and forgit at rycht. Gyf thou belevys not my sawys invayn, The lyght of day to morn, I schaw the playn,20 Huge hepys sal behald in feld dung down Of Rutilianys by fell occisioun. Thus said sche; and, departand with a skyp, By hir rycht hand sche schowys furth the schyp, As scho that was in that craft rycht expert;25 And throw the wallys on the tother part Glydys away undir the fomy seys, Als swyft as ganȝe or feddyrrit arrow fleys, That stryvys forto pyngill with the wynd: The remanent hir followys fast behynd.30 Anchises son, the gret Troiane Ene, Awondris, onwyttyng quhat this mycht be; And, netheles, hys curage dyd avance With this ilk fatale augury or chance: Syne schortly, lukand to the hevyn abone,5 On this maner can pray and maid hys boyn. O blyssyt moder of the Goddis, quod he, That hallowyt art in the montane Ide, Quhamto the toppys of mont Dyndymane, And eik the towryt citeis mony ane,10 With renyt lyonys ȝokkyt to the char, Ful tendyr bene and hartly euermar; Be thou in batall now my president, Be my protectrix, dewly takand tent At this orakyll be hastyt to our weill;15 O haly Goddes, with happy fute of seill Cum and assistis to thyne awyn Troianys. No mor he spak, bot, with that word atanys, In the meyn quhile vpspryngis the brycht day, Chasand the clowdis of the nycht away.20 And fyrst Eneas gan hys ferys command Thar baneris to displayt and follow at hand, Thar curage eik and curace to addres, And graith thame for the batail all expres. For he, be than, hys Troianys mycht behald;25 And of the eft schyp into hys town and hald Men mycht hym se, and knaw, quhar at he stude, Hys schynand new scheild from amyd the flude Into hys left hand rasyt hie on hyght. The Troianys from the wallys of that sycht30 War sa reiosyt, vp tha rasyt a cry That rerdis to the starnys in the sky. The hoip of hys returnyng hait as fyre Dowblyt thar curage, and vprasyt thar ire, That with thar handis fast thai dartis slyng,5 With sic a dyn of clamour and crying, And trumpys blast rasyt within the town Sik maner bruyt, as thocht men hard the sovn Of crannys crowplyng, fleand in the ayr With spedy fard in randoun heir and thar;10 As from the flude of Trace, hait Strymone, Vndre the dyrk clowdis, oft we se, Thai fle the weddris blast and rak of wynd, Thar glaidsum soundis followand thame behynd. Bot quhat mycht meyn this affeir and deray15 A gret farly and wondyr was, perfay, To Turnus, kyng of Rutuleis, that tyde, And the Italiane dukis hym besyde: Quhill thai at last beheld towart the cost, And saw the navy cum and mekill ost,20 Semand the sey of schippys all our flet. The creist or schynand tymbret, that was set Abufe Eneas helm and top on hyght, Kest byrnand flambys with a glytterand lycht; And eyk the goldyn boys of hys bukleir25 Large fyry stremys on breid schew fair and cleir Lyke as the comete stern sanguynolent, With hys red cullour tryst and violent, Schynys sum tyme apoun the donk nycht; Or frawart Syrius, that fervent star brycht,30 Quhilk with the scaldand heyt at hys rysyng Byrnys the erth of drowth, and is the syng Pretendand tyll all mortale folk, I ges, Contagyus infirmyteis and seiknes, That with hys schrewyt lyght canicular5 Infekkyt all the hevynnys and the ayr. Bot Turnus hardy stalwart hie curage, For all this feir, demynyst nevir a stage, Quhilk manfully schup thame to withstand At the cost syde, and dyng thame of the land,10 That on na wys thar thai suld arryve; And with glaid semlant gan his folk belyve Exortyng forto rays thar spretis on hie, And with hys wordis forthirmar eik he Gan thame repreif of thar sa hasty feir.15 Lo! now present, says he, is cummyn heir The mater quhilk ȝe lang desyrit haue; The tyme is now to gryp in hand ȝour glaif; The tyme of batale reddy is at hand, Quhar strenth beis schawyn in stalwart stowr to stand.20 Now euery man ramembir on his spows, Thynk on thar natyve land and dwellyng hows: Reduce ȝe now onto ȝour mynd, ilkane, The worthy actis of ȝour eldris bygane, Thar lovabyll fame, and ȝour awyn renowne;25 And lat ws formest haist ws to the see, And thar recontyr our fays, or thai land, Quhill as thai first set fut apon the sand, With slyde to cummyn, half deil in effray, Or thai thar fut steppis ferm, and tak array.30 Hap helpis hardy men, be myne avys, That weil dar tak on hand stowt interprys. Thus said he; and tharwith in hys thocht Devysis quham maist ganandly he mocht Led with hym, to resist and meit his fays,5 Or quham he suld not from the sege vprays, Bot styll remane to ferm and clos the town, The wallys and the trynschis enveroun.

Eneas fra the schippis landit his ost, And Turnus thame assalit at the sey cost.

In the meyn sesson, the Troiane Ene Begouth hys folkis from thar schippis hie10 On bryggis and on plankis set on land: Mony abaid the ebbyng of the sand, Quhill the swarf fard wallys abak dyd draw, Than in the schaldis dyd thai leip on raw; And sum with ayris into coggis small15 Etlyt to land. But tho amang thame all The prynce Tarchon can the schor behald, Thar as hym thocht suldbe na sandis schald, Nor ȝit na land bryst lyppyrryng on the wallys, Bot quhar the flude went styll, and calmyt all is20 But stowr or bullyr, murmour or movyng; Hys stevynnys thydder steryng gan the kyng, And on this wys hys ferys dyd exort: Now, O ȝe walyt flour of weir, at schort, Bend vp ȝour ayris styth, and rays ȝour schippys, Haist owr the flude, bair to the schor with skyppys, And with ȝour stelyt stevynnys, ane and all,5 Thys ground onfrendly to ws and innimicall Do scheir and cleif in sundyr lyke a stok, Lat euery barge do prent hir self a dok: Na fors I not in sik port by this meyn To brek the schyp, sa we the land atteyn.10 Fra Tarchon had thir wordis said, but mair Hys feris startis ilk man till ane ayr. The stowrand famy bargis dyd rebound, Inrowand fast towart the Latyn grond, Quhyl that thar stammys tuke the bankis dry,15 And thar kelys stak in the slyke fast by, But ony harm or danger, euery one. Bot sa tyd not onto thy schyp, Tarchon: For in the schald scho stoppys, and dyd stand Apon a dry chyngill or bed of sand,20 A lang tyme all to schakyng with the flude; Quhill fynaly, thar rokkand as scho stude, To brystis scho, and ryvys all in sondyr, Warpyt the men amyd the faym thar vndir; The plankis, hechis, and mony brokyn ayr,25 That on the streym went flotand heir and thar, Maid to thar landing gret impediment, And slyddry glar so from wallys went That oft thar feyt was smyttyn vp on loft: Bot finaly, all drowkyt and forwrocht,30 Thai salwyt war, and warpyt to the cost. Than na delay of sleuth, nor feir, ne bost, Withheld Turnus, bot with hys haill armee Aganyst Troianys by the cost of the see He dyd array all sammyn in that stound.5 The trumpettis blew thar bludy weirlyke sownd: And fyrst, in syng of gud luk in the weris, Ene the rowtis of the lauboreris, Or rurall husbandis, invadis and ourset, And hes the Latyn commonys haill doun bet,10 By slauchter fyrst of thar chiftane, Theron, Amang all otheris the biggast man of one, Quhilk set apon Eneas or he wyst: Bot he throw owt hys syde hys sword hes thryst, Persyt the stalwart platit scheild of steill,15 And throw the schynand hawbrek euery deill; The giltyn mailȝeis makis hym na sted, For in the cost he tholys dynt of ded. Syne smate he Lychas, and hym hes al to torn, That of hys ded moderis waym was furth schorn,20 And onto Phebus God was consecrait, And was sa chancy in hys ȝong estait That he the swerd eschapit by hys hap; Bot not at this tyme so the dedis clap. And not far thens this douchty Eneas25 Kyllyt the dowr and stalwart Cysseas, And put to deth the bustuus Gyas strang, That with hys burdoun down haill rowtis dang: Thar strenthy handis helpyt thame na thyng, Nowder Hercules wapynnys nor armyng30 Mycht thame defend, nor ȝit thar syre, that heght Melampus, and companȝeon was in feght To Hercules in hys sair journeis feill, Quhil he in erth was levand and in heill. And lo, as Pharon cryis and dois rowst5 With haltand wordis and with mekill woust, Eneas threw a dart at hym that tyde, Quhilk, as he gapyt, in hys mowth dyd glyde. And thou also, the fey Greyk, Cydon, Quhilk strangly luffyt thir ȝong childer ichone,10 As thou the ȝyng Clytius dyd persew, Quhais ȝallow berd begouth to spryng of new, And was alhaill thy new lust and desyre, Be the rycht hand of this ilk Troiane syre Thar had bene maid end of thy amouris greyn,15 And wrachitly had lyin ded, I weyn, War not the brethir of the clan Phorcanys Apon Eneas assemblit all atanys: In numbyr sevyn thai war, and dartis sevin Alsammyn thai kest, forcy as fyry levin;20 Of quham sum dyd, but harm or other deir, Stot from hys scheild, his hewmet, or hed geir; And sum, that wald haue hyt hys corps in hy, Venus hys haly moder choppyt by. Than to the traist Achates said Ene:25 Reik me dartis and castyng speris, quod he, That in the Grekis bodeis fixit stude, Quhilum in Troys planys bedyit with blude; And my rycht hand sall thraw thame so ilkane On Rutulanys, that nane sal sle invane.30 A bustuus schaft with that he grippyt has, And incontrar hys aduersaris gan tays, Quhilk flaw towartis Meonyus fast by: Owt throw the scheild platit with steill in hy Duschyt the dynt, and throw the corslettis glydis,5 Gyrd throw the cost persyng baith the sydis. Onto hym startis Alcanor, hys brothir, To beir hym vp, quhen that he saw hym schuddir, With hys rycht arm, bot throw hys gardy sone The grundyn hed and bludy schaft ar done,10 Furth haldand the self randoun as it went; The ryght arm, from the schulder al to rent, Apon the mankyt sennonys hyngis by, As impotent, quyte lamyt, and dedly. Than Numytor furth of hys brotheris corps15 Ruggis the trunschoun, and with all hys fors It swakkis at Ene; bot he na mycht Had till attane ne wond the nobill knycht: Ȝyt with the dynt the gret Achates thee He hurt and strenȝeit has a litill wee.20 With this come Clawsus, full of vassalage, Confidand in hys ȝouth and florist age, The Curytanys with hym brocht in the pres, And with a lang styf speir ane Dryopes Smate in the hals, vnder the chyn, sa sair25 That hym byreft was in the place rycht thar Baith voce and spreit of lyfe; and that na wondir; For hys nek bayn and throte war carf in sondir, That doun he duschys with a felloun rerd, Quhil that hys forret raschit on the erd,30 And of hys mouth, a petuus thing to se, The lopprit blude in ded thraw voydis he. Thre otheris syne this ilk Clawsus has slane, Born into Trace of the clan Boryane; And thre com fra the cite of Idas,5 And other thre of cite Ismaras, By diuers chancis put he al to ded. Alesus hym recontris in that sted, And all the barnage com from Aurunca, That auld cite; and thame followys alssua10 To that melle the son of Neptunus, That is to knaw, the worthy Mesapus, Quhilk into horsman craft was maist expert. Now presys this syde, and now ȝonderwart, To reill abak and to expell in fyght15 Thar aduersaris, and mak thame tak the flycht: Thus by the cost Ausonya that tyde Hard wolx the batale apon athir syde. As thocht sum tyme amyd the large ayr The contrar wyndys stryvys heir and thar,20 With brethfull blastis in thar equale mychtis: Nane lyst obey tyll other, all sa wight is; Nowder thai amang thame self, nor ȝit the clowdis, Ne ȝit the rageand seys, quhilkis sa lowd is; So that the bargane lang standis in dowt,25 Quha salbe victor, and quha vnderlowt: Sa forcyly remanys the elementis Contrary otheris to thar awin ententis. Nane other wys the Troiane hostis in feild, And Latyn rowtis ȝokkit vnder scheild,30 Metys in the melle: jonyt sammyn than Thai fewtyr fut to fut, and man to man.

Quhou Pallas confortis his ost of Archadye, Quhilkis gave the bak and tuke purpos to fle.

Bot quhen that Pallas at ane owtyr syde Persavyt hys Arcad army that tyde In sic a place had takyn land attanys,5 Quhar as a burn had warpyt rowand stanys, And buskis with the brays down had bet, That thai war in sa hard myscheif ourset, As men nocht vsyt forto go feght on fute, And than, constrenyt, knew nane other buyt,10 For scharpnes of that sted, bot leif thar hors; That weil persauyt he how that on fors Thai gave the bak, and schupe to tak the flycht, The Latynys followand thame in all thar mycht: Than, quhile with prayer, now with wordis sowr,15 Thar curage he enflambis to the stowr, Quhilk maner havyng is suyth, as is the creid, As vtir poynt remedy at sik a neid. My ferys, says he, quhidder do ȝe fle? I ȝou beseik, be ȝour gret renowne,20 And be ȝour forcy dedis done of ald, And by ȝour pryncis fame, Evander bald, And be the oftis and mony victorys That ȝe in weir and batale wan feill sys, And be my gude beleif and hoyp, that now With haill confidens restis fixt in ȝow, As to atteyn onto my faderis glore,5 To ondertak sik dedis done before; Do nevir, for schame, onto ȝour self that lak, To lyppyn in speid of fute and gyf the bak. With swerdys dynt behuffis ws, perfay, Throw amyddis our ennemys red owr way.10 Quhar ȝondir sop of men thikkis in a rowt, Ȝondir is the passage quhar we moste wyn owt; Ȝondir ȝour noble cuntre wyl ȝe pas; Ȝon way to wend exhortis ȝour duke Pallas. Heir is na power of dyvynyte,15 Nor Goddis mycht gaynstandyng ws, quod he: Nane other bargane haue we in thir fyghtis Bot agane dedly and with mortale wightis: Alsmony mortale bodeis heir haue we, And als feill handis to debait the melle.20 Behaldis, quhou the sey with obstakill gret Inclusys ws, and at our bak can bet; On land is left ws heir na place to fle: Quhat! wald ȝe ryn to Troy owt throw the see? Thus said he, and forthwith, or he wald ces,25 Amyd hys fays ruschit in the pres, Quhar as the rowtis thikast war in stowr. And first of other, to hys fatale howr, Hym metys Lagus, a Rutilyane; Quham fyrst ourrollyt with a mekill stane,30 Throw gyrd hys cost syne with a castyng dart, Persyng hys rybbys throuch, at the ilk part Quhar beyn the cupplyng of the ryg bone, And the ilk schaft stak in hys cors onone. Pallas it joggillit, and furth drew in hy:5 Quham ane Hysbon, standand neir tharby, Wenyt to have kawcht, bot the gryp he falyt; For as onwar he stowpyt, and devalyt, Wod wroth for wo of this myschews ded Of hys deir fallow, in the ilk sted10 Pallas hym keppyt syk wys on hys brand That all the blaid, vp to the hylt and hand, Amyd hys flaffand longis hyd has he, On sik maner that na man mycht it se. Syne Pallas set apon Anchemolus,15 And Sthenelus, that of the kyng Rhetus Prynce of Marrubyanys, ancyent pepill, beyn; The quhilk Anchemolus was that ilk, I weyn, Defowlyt hys faderis bed incestuusly, And had forlayn hys awyn stepmoder by.20 And ȝe alsso, stowt gemel brether twa, Childer and sonnys onto hym Dawcya; Tymber, I meyn, and thy brother Laryde, Amyd the feild Rutiliane dyd abyde; Ȝe war sa lyke in form and symylitude25 Nane mycht decern betwix ȝou quhar ȝe stude; Quhilk maner errour, or sik mysknawyng, To fader and mother is oft plesand thyng, Seand thar childer resembill ane lyknes: Bot at this tyme has Pallas, as I ges,30 Markyt ȝou swa with sic rude differens, That by hys keill ȝe may be knaw fra thens. For swa stud with the, Tymber, thou art ded, Evandrus swerd hes swepyt of thy hed; And thy rycht arm of smyttyn, O Laryd,5 Amyd the feild lyis the besyde, And half lyfles thi fyngyrris war sterand, Within thy neif doys gryp and faik the brand. Than schame and dolour, mydlit baith ourane, Baldis the pepill Arcad eueryane10 To the bargane aganyst thar ennemys, For Pallas wordis maid thar curage rys, And eik, for thai beheld befor thar eyn Hys douchty dedis, thai hym love and meyn. For Pallas than throw gyrd Rheteus the kyng,15 As he on cace glaid by on char fleyng: Na mair space was of tary ne delay That Ilus deth prolongit the ilk day; For as agane the, Ilo, with fell feir Pallas addressyt had a stalwart speir,20 Rhetheus start in betwix, and cawch the dynt, As he on cace was fleand fers as flynt From thy handis, the maist forcy Teucras, And thy brother Tyres, that by the was: Ourweltis Retheus in ded thrawys atanys,25 And with hys helys smayt the Rutilian planys, Tumlyt from hys hie cart chargit quhar he sat, And on the grund rebundis with a squat. And lyke as sum tyme in the symmyris drowth, Quhen wyndis rysys of the north or sowth,30 In seir placis the hyrd, at hys desire, Amang the scroggy rammell settis the fyre; Wlcanus hostis of brym flambys red Spredand on breid, vpblesys euery sted; Than he that set the kyndillyng glaid and gay5 Behaldis quhou that the low doys mak deray, Blesand and crakand with a nyce reuery: Non other wys, the Archadanys in hy All sammyn socht in feild with all thar mycht, And maid debait to help Pallas in fyght.10 Bot tho Alesus, keyn into batale, Thame to recontyr etlys, and assaill, And gan hym self weil schrowd vnder his scheild; Syne manfully ruschit amyd the feild, Quhar that he slew ane Ladon, and Pheres,15 And Demodocus eftir in the pres: As hym Strymonyus by the gorget grippyt, With hys brycht brand hys rycht hand be of quhyppyt; And Thoas syne sa smayt apon the hed With a gret stane, quhil mixt of blud all red20 The harnys poplit furth on the brayn pan. Thys ilk Alesus fader, as witty man, Forto eschew hys sonnys fatys strang, Hyd hym prevely the thik woddis amang: Bot, fra the auld Alesus lay to de,25 And ȝeldis vp the breth with wawland E, The fatale systeris set to hand onon, And can this ȝong Alesus so dispon, That by Evandrus wapynnys, the ilk stownd, He destinat was to caucht the dedis wond.30 Towart quham Pallas bownyt has ful sone, And in hys renk on this wys maid hys boyn: Now grant, thou God and fader Tyberyne, Gude chance and fortoun to this hed of myne The quhilk I tays apon this castyng speir,5 That it may throw Alesus body scheir; And ȝon harnes, cote armour, and spulȝe brycht, Quhilk now sa weirly schynys on ȝon knycht, Sall hyng apon ane ayk fast by thi bra. The God hys askyn hard, as he dyd pray:10 For quhil Alesus onavisytly Cled with hys scheild Imaonus, hym by, That was to hym hys frend and fallow deir, Hys breist stud nakyt, but armour or geir, Quharin he Pallas dedly schaft ressauyt.15 Bot Lawsus, wilfull hys syde to haue savyt, As he that was a gret part of the ost, And lyst not suffir, with sik feir na bost, Or slauchtir maid be Pallas and deray, At his cumpanȝeis suld caucht mair affray,20 Ruschit in the melle; and first in hys teyn Slew Abas, that gret bargane dyd sustene. The thikast sop or rowt of all the pres, Thar as maist tary was, or he wald ces, Thys Lasus al to sparpillyt and invadys:25 Down bettyn war the barnage of Archadys; Down bettyn eik war the Hethruryanys; And ȝhe also, feil bodeis of Troianys, That war not put by Grekis to vtyrrans. Than all the ostis semlyt with speir and lans,30 The chiftanys all jonyt with hail poweris, The hyndmast wardis swarmyt all yferis; So thik in staill all marryt wolx the rowt, Oneys mycht ony turn hys hand abowt To weild hys wapyn, or to schuyt a dart.5 Full douchtely Pallas on the ta part Inforcis hym to greif hys fays that tyde; Lawsus resistis on that othir syde. Thar agis was not far indifferent, And of maist semly statur, quhar thai went,10 Thai war excellent of bewte baith tway; Bot so it stude, at fortoun, walloway! Wald nother suffir to hys realm resort. And, netheles, to meyt sammyn at schort, As into feild to preif thar hardyment,15 The governour of hevyn omnipotent Lyst na way thoill: for, belyve eftir this, To athir of thame thar dedly fatys, I wys, To ane far grettar aduersar remanys, As heir onon doys follow vnder anys.20

Quhou that fers Turnus has ȝong Pallas slane, For quham hys folkis makis gret dolour and mayn.

Duryng this fervour of the bargane swa, The haly nymphe, clepit Juturna, Hir brother Turnus dyd monys and exhort To succur Lawsus, and hys folk support; The quhilk Turnus, as in hys spedy char The myd rowtis went sloppand heir and thar, Beheld hys ferys debatand with Pallas:5 Lo, now is tyme to desist, and lat pas All sic bargane, quod he; cessis in hy; For I will set on Pallas anerly; Only to me, and to nane other wight, The victory pertenys of sik a knycht;10 Glaidly I wald hys fader stude heirby, This interprys to dereyn and aspy. Thus said he, and hys feris at command Voydit the feild, and all plane left the land. Than ȝong Pallas, seand Rutylianys15 Withdraw the feild sa swith, and rovm the planys, At the prowd byddyng of thar prynce and kyng, Amervellit full gretly of this thing, And farly can on Turnus to behald, Our all hys bustuus body, as he wald,20 Rollyng hys eyn, and all hys corps in hy With thrawyn luke on far begouth aspy; Syne movyng fordwart, with sic wordis on hie, To answer Turnus speche, thus carpys he: Owthir now, quod he, for ay be lovyt I sall25 Of rych kyngly spulȝe triumphall, Quhilk heir I sall rent from myne aduersar, Or than salbe renownyt evirmar Of ane excellent end moist gloryus. Do wa thy bost and mannance maid to ws:30 For my fader, quhom thou desyris besyde, Reputtis all elyke, quhou evir the chance betyde. And sayand thus, amyd the plane furth startis: The blude congelyt abowt Archadyane hartis. Turnus down lepys from hys twa quhelit char,5 And bownys fast towartis his aduersar. Lyke as ane lyoun from the hillys hycht, Amyd the valle had scharply gottin a sycht Of sum prowd bull, with hys horn in the plane Addressand hym reddy to mak bargane,10 Cummys bradand on the best fast in a lyng; On siclyke wys was Turnus tocummyng: And quhen that Pallas saw hym cum sa neir He mycht areke to hym a casting speir, Formast he bownys to the jonyng place,15 Gyf sa betyd that fortoun, of hir grace, Hys interprys for stowt ondertakyng Wald help, or hym support in ony thing, As he that ȝong was, and of strenth all owt Na wys compeir to Turnus stern and stowt;20 And to the gret Goddis in hevyn abone Apon this maner prayand said he sone: I the beseik, thou myghty Hercules, Be my faderis gestnyng, and the ilk des Quhar thou strangear was ressauyt to herbry,25 Assist to me, cum in my help in hy, To perform this excellent fyrst journe; That Turnus in the ded thraw may me se Bereif fra hym hys bludy armour red, And, ȝaldand vp the breth in the ilk sted,30 Mot with hys eyn behald me hym befor In hie tryumphe, with ourhand as victor. Gret Hercules the ȝong man hard onon, And from the boddum of hys hart can gron, Hydand hys smert for rewth of Pallas ȝyng,5 Seand the fatys wald haue hys endyng; And for ennoy salt terys, all in vayn, Furth ȝettyng our hys chekis thyk as rayn. Tho Jupiter, hys curage to astabill, Thus to hys son spak wordys amyabill.10 Tyll euery mortale wofull wight, perfay, Determyt standis the fixit lattir day; Ane schort and onrecoverabill term is set Of lyfe, quhen all most neydlyngis pay that det: Bot, to prolong thar fame by nobill dedis,15 Fra vertuus wark that cumys and procedis. Quhou mony sonnys and deir childryn, said he, Of goddis kyn, vnder Troy wallys hie War done to ded, and brytnyt blude and bone! So that amangis all otheris Sarpedon,20 My tendir get, my kyn, and blude, lyis slane. Forsuyth also, I say the into plane, The fynale fayt awatis Turnus in feild, The dait and methis approchis of hys eild. On this wys spak gret Jove to Hercules;25 And, with that word, hys eyn towart the pres On the Rutilian feild addressis he. And, the ilk stownd, ȝong Pallas lattis fle With mekill fors at Turnus a gret speir, And syne onon hys brycht brand burnyst cleir30 Hyntis furth of the scheith to mak debait. The schaft flaw towart Turnus, and hym smait Apon the schulder, abuf the gardis hie That rysys vmast tharvpon we se, And throw the bordour of the scheild swa persyt,5 Quhill fynaly in sum deill it traversyt, And hurt a part of Turnus byg body. Than Turnus smyttyn, full of felony, A bustuus lance with grundyn hed ful kene, That lang quhile taysyt he in proper teyn,10 Leyt gyrd at Pallas, and thus wys said he: Consider ȝoungkeir, gyf our lancis be, Bettir of tempyr and mair penytratyve. And, with the word, the schaft flaw furth belyve, So that the scharp poynt of the brangland speir15 Throw owt amyddis of the scheild can scheir, Persand sa mony platis of irne and steill, And sa feill plyis of bull hydis ilk deill, All sammyn cowchit in hys target strang, The bustuus strake throw all hys armour thrang.20 That styntit na thing at the fyne hawbryk, Quhil throu the cost thyrlyt the dedly pryk. Pallas, nocht schrynkand for the mortale dynt, Invane the hait schaft of hys wond lies hynt; For al togidder by the sammyn way25 The blude and sawle passys hyne bath tway. Apon hys wond onon he ruschis down: Abuf hym rang hys harnes with a sovn: And that onfrendly erth inimycall, That in hys deth he suld not scryk nor call,30 As was the gys, with bludy mowth bait he. Turnus, abufe hym standand, carpys on hie: O ȝhe pepill of Arcaid, takis tent, And my wordis do rehers and present To kyng Evander, sayand hym playnly,5 That hys son Pallas to hym send haue I In sik array as that he hes deservyt; And, of my gentrys, wil he be preservit To all estait and honour funerall, With all solace pertenyng beryall10 Of tumbe and of entyrment, as efferis. Na lytill thyng, perfay, into thir weris Hes hym bycost the frendschip of Ene. And, sayand thus, with hys left fut hes he Pallas ded corps ourwelt, or euer he stent,15 And syne abowt hys sydis sone has rent Hys goldyn gyrdill, pasand a gret deill, Quharin was gravin craftely and weill Of Danavs douchteris the iniquyte, Quhou that the fyfty ȝong men, schame to se,20 War fowlly murthuryt on the first nycht, As thai war spowsyt to thar ladeis brycht; The chalmeris portyrit war bysprent with blude: Quhilk historeis Eurition, warkman gude, Had carvyt weill and wrocht full craftely25 In weighty platis of the gold massy; Of quhais spulȝe now is Turnus glaid, Joyfull and blyth that he it conquest had. O mannis mynd, so ignorant at all Of thingis tocum and chancis quhilkis may fall!30 Vpheit sone in blynd prosperyte, Can not be war, nor myssour hald with the! The tyme sall cum quhen Turnus sall, persay, Hait and wary this spulȝe and this day, Desyrand he mycht by for mekill thing5 That he had nevir twichit Pallas ȝyng. Abowt the corps assemblit tho his feris, With mekill murnyng and huge plente of terys; Apon a scheild Pallas body thai laid, And bair hym of the feild, and thus thai said:10 O Pallas, quhou gret dolour and wirschyp To thy fader, and all hys falloschip, Sall thou rendir and bryng hame, said thai: This was to the in weyrfar the first day, Quhilk first in bataill dressyt the to go;15 The ilk for ay has the bereft tharfro! And, not the les, thy swerd leiffis in the planys Gret hepys ded of the Rutilianys.

The rich Magus na ranson mycht reskew, And preist Hemonydes, baith Eneas slew.

Tho nane incertane rumour nor demyng, Bot sovyr boydword cam thar, and warnyng,20 Ontill Eneas of this gret myschance, Schawand quhou that his folkis stud in ballance. As bot in litill distans all from ded; The tyme requiryt forto set remeid, And succur Troianys quhilkis had tane the flycht. Than, as wod lyon, ruschit he in the fight, And all quham he arekis nerrest hand5 Without reskew dovn mawis with his brand; The bytand blaid abowt hym inveroum Amyd the rowtis reddis large rovm. Enragit and inflambit thus in ire Throw owt the ostis Turnus, that prowd syre,10 Quhilk had this new slauchtir maid, socht he: Ay prentand in hys mynd befor hys E The gudly Pallas, was sa stowt and ȝyng, And the gret gentryce of Evander kyng; The cheir and fest hym maid bot a stranger;15 Per ordour all thing, quhou and quhat maner He was ressauyt, and tretit thankfully; Syne of hys band of frendschip and ally With athis sworn and interchangit handis, Remembryng tho his promys and cunnandis.20 Amovit in this heit, or euer he stynt, Four ȝong men quyk he hes in handis hynt, That born was of the cite hecht Sulmon; Alsmony syne he takyn has onon Bred and vpbrocht besyde the flude Vfens,25 Quham that he etlys forto send from thens To Pallas lykewalkis and obsequeis, To strow his funeral fyre of byrnand treis, As was the gys, with blude of presoneris, Eftir the ald rytis into mortale weris.30 Syne hynt Eneas a perellus lance in hand, And it addressis far furth on the land To ane Magus, that subtell was and sle, And jowkit in vnder the speir has he; The schaft schakand flaw furth abufe hys hede;5 And he Eneas in that samyn sted Abowt the kneis grippyt humylly, With petuus voce syne thus begouth to cry: Be thy deir faderys gost I the beseik, And be that gude beleif quhilk thou has eik10 Of Ascanyvs vprysyng to estait, Thys silly sawle of myne, sa faynt and mayt, Thow salf to my a son and fader deir. I haue a hows, rych, full of mobillis seir, Quharin bedelvyn lyis a gret talent,15 Or charge of fyne siluer, in veschell quent Forgyt and punsyt wonder craftely; Ane huge weght of fynast gold tharby, Oncunȝeit ȝit, ne nevir put in wark: Sa thou me salf, thy pyssans is so stark,20 The Troianys glory nor thar victory Sal na thyng change nor dymynew tharby, Nor a puyr sawle, thus hyngand in ballance, May sik diuisioun mak nor discrepans. Thus said this silly Magus, all invane.25 Quhamtill Eneas answeris thus agane: Sa mony talentis of fyne siluyr and gold, Quhilkis thou rehersand heir befor hes told, Do kepe onto thy small childyr and ayris; Lat thame bruke weill, I consent it be tharis.30 All interchange and ransonyng, perfay, In this batale Turnus hes done away, Now laitly slayand ȝong Pallas, allace! That rewthfull harm, and that myschews cace, Felys baith Ascanyus and my faderis gost,5 For thai na litill thyng tharby hes lost. Thus sayand, by the helm hym grippys he With hys left hand, and fast as he mycht dre Writh down hys nek, quharin, but mair abaid, Hys bludy brand vp to the hyltis slaid.10 Not far thens stude Hemonydes allane, Prest onto Phebus and the thrynfald Dyane, On quhais hed wympillit holy garlandis With thar pendentis lyke to a mytyr standis, Hys habyt as the scheyn son lemand lycht,15 And all hys armour quhite and burnyst brycht: Quham Eneas assalyt myghtyly, And gan do chays owt throw the feld in hy, That fleand stummyrryt and to grond went sone: The Troiane prynce down lowtis hym abone,20 And with hys brand hym brytnys at devys, In maner of ane offerand sacryfys. The large schaddow of Eneas in feild Dyd haill the ded corps of this preist ourheld. Serestus sortis vp hys armour gay,25 And on hys schuldris careit hes away, To hyng as trophe or syng victoriall Tyll Mars the God, quhilk Gradyus is call.

Quhat douchty chiftanys of the Latyn land That day Eneas kyllit with hys hand.

Ceculus, discendit of Wlcanus blude, And Vmbro eyk, the stalwart chiftane rude, That cum was fra the montanys Marsyane, The bargane stuffis, relevand in agane. Bot Eneas, discend from Dardanus,5 Ganstandis thame, ful brym and furyus, And onto ane, hecht Anxurus, in the feild Of strak the left arm all dovn with the scheld; Quhilk had maid sum gret vant, spekand prowdly, Wenyng that in hys sawys by and by10 Thar had bene gret effect, and hardyment, As thocht he wald extoll in hys entent Hys manhed to the hevyn and starnys hie, And promys to hym self, for hys bonte, Agit cannos hayr and lang proces of ȝeris:15 Lo, now he lyggis law, for all hys feris! Syne baldly with glaid curage, as I ges, Agane Eneas can Tarquytus dres, In schynand armour wonder prowd and gay, Of Dryope born, the nymphe or schene may,20 To Fawnus wonnyng in the woddis greyn; And, to recontyr Ene inflambyt in teyn, Kest hym selvyn: bot the tother, but feir, Buyr at hym mychtyly with a lang speir Throw owt hys scheild of pays and hawbrik fyne, That to the grond gan dovn hys hed declyne; All thocht he than full humylly hym besocht, And schupe to say mekill, all was for nocht. Hys pallat in the dust bedowyn stude,5 And the body baithit in the hait blude Ene ourweltis, sayand thir wordis withall, With trublit breist and mynd inimicall: Now ly thow thar, that wenyt the so wight That thou was feirfull ontill euery wight.10 Thy best belovyt mother sall the not haue To erd, as custum is, nor delf in grave, Na do thy bonys honour with sik cuyr As thame to lay in fadyrris sepultur; Bot salbe left to the wild bestis fuyd,15 Or than the spait watir of this flude Sal bair the in the deip, and thar on raw With empty throtis sal thy banys gnaw Thir sey monstreys in thar wod rage, And lape thy blude thar hungar to asswage.20 Syne, but delay, Antheus and Lycas, Quhilkis that of Turnus first ward ledaris was, Persewys he, and also Numa bold, And Camerthes, brycht schynand all of gold, Son of the manly Volscens capitan;25 In all the fertill grond Ausonyane The richast man, and kyng was this Volscens Of Amyclys the cite of silens. And lyke as Egeon, the kyng of gyandis, Quhilk had, thai say, ane hundreth armys and handys.30 And fyfty mowthys, of quham the fyre dyd schyne, As he into the batale gigantyne Incontrar Jovis thundir and fyre flaucht With alsmony scharp drawyn swerdis fawght, Clatterand in bargane with samony scheildis:5 The sammyn wys, enragent throw the feildis Went Eneas, as victor with ourhand, Fra tyme that anys bedyit hys burnyst brand And wet he had in hait Rutiliane blude. So that alsso, in this ilk fury wod,10 He draif at Nypheus amyd the breste bane, Set in hys fourquhelit chariot allane: Bot fra the hors on far dyd hym aspy Sa grym of cheir stalkand sa bustuusly, For feir thai start abak, and furth can swak15 The duke Nypheus wyd oppyn on hys bak, And brak away with the cart to the schor, With stendis feill and mony bray and snor. The self stound, amyd the pres fut hoyt Lucagus entyris in hys chariote,20 With quhyte hors drawyng wonder lustely, Hys brother Lyger sittand neir hym by; Thys Lyger led the renȝeis with hys hand, Bot bald Lucagus swakkis a burnyst brand. Eneas mycht nocht suffir nor sustene25 Of thame sic fervour in thar felloun teyn, Bot ruschit furth, and with a gret speir Forganyst thame can into sycht appeir; Quhamto this Liger carpys apon he: Thou seys nocht Dyomedis stedis heir, said he,30 Nor ȝit Achillis char persavis draw, Thocht athir venquyst the in feild, we knaw; Nor ȝit the Troiane planys behaldis thou: The end of thyne age and of bargane now Salbe maid in thir landis on this grond.5 Sic wordis vayn and onsemly of sovnd Furth warpys wyde this Lyger fulychly: Bot the Troian barroun onabasitly Na wordis pressis to rendir hym agane, Bot at hys fa leyt fle a dart or flayn,10 That hyt Lucagus; quhilk, fra he selt the dynt, The schaft hyngand into hys scheild, but stynt Bad dryf hys hors and char al fordwart strecht, As he that hym addressit to the fecht, And strekit furth hys left fut in hys char:15 Bot sone Eneas speir was reddy thar, Beneth hys schynand scheild reversyt law, So that the grondyn hed the ilk thraw At hys left flank or leisk persyt tyte, Quhill clar owt our the charyot is he smyte,20 And on the grond weltis in the ded thrawys. Quham on this wys with sowr wordis and sawys The petuus Eneas begouth to chyd: Lucagus, said he, forsuyth as at this tyde Na sla curs of thy horssys onweldy25 Thy cart has rendryt to thyne ennemy, Nor ȝit na vayn wrathys nor gaistis quent Thi char constrenyt bakwart forto went, And malgre thyne withdraw thi fays gryppys; Bot lo now, of thy fre will, as thou skyppys30 Owtour the quhelys of thy cart, God wait, Levand the renys and hors all desolat. Thys beand said, the horsis renys he hynt. The tothir fey brother, or evyr he stynt, Lap fra the cart, and kneland petuusly,5 Vphevand hys bayr handis, thus dyd cry: O Troiane prynce, I lawly the beseik, Be thyne awyn vertues and thy thewys meyk, And be thy parentis maist of renowne, That sik a child engendryt hes as the,10 Thow spair this wofull sylly sawle at lest, Haue rewth of me, and admyt my request. With wordis feill as he thus can requer, Ene at last on this wys maid answer: Syk sawys war langer furth of thy mynd.15 Sterve the behuffis, les than thou war onkynd As for to leif thy broder desolait All hym allane, na follow the sam gait. And tharwithall the hyrnys of hys gost He rypyt with the swerd amyd hys cost,20 So tyll hys hart stoundis the pryk of deth: He weltis our, and ȝaldis vp the breth. Thys Dardane prynce as victor thus in weir Sa mony douchty corpsis brocht on beir, Amyd the planys reddand large gait,25 As doys a rowtand ryver red on spait; That for hys dyntis wolx hys fays agast, As for the feirfull drumly thundris blast. Quhil fynaly Ascanyus the ȝyng page, And the remanent of Troian barnage,30 Quhilk war, as said is, besegyt invane, Thar strenth hes left, and takyn hes the plane.

Juno rycht quayntly causys Turnus to fle, Ane fenȝeit figour persewand of Ene.

The ilk stound, of hys awyn fre volunte, Jove callys Juno, and thus carpys he: O thou my systir german and my feir,5 My best beluffyt spows, most leif and deir, Thyne opynyon has not dissauyt the, As thou belevyt: now may thou not se Quhou Venus doys susteyn and fortyfy The Troiane rowtis and pyssans by and by?10 Nane actyve handis, nor stowt myndis, I weyn, Nor bodeys reddy all perrellys to sustene, Haue thai, thou may se be experiens. Quhamto Juno, with humyl reverens, Answeryt; my sweit and mast gudly husband,15 Quharto lyst the renew my sorow at hand, As cayrfull wight, that lykis nocht sic bourdis? All efferd of thy fatal dreidfull wordis I am bestad: bot war I now, I weyn, Als strangly belovyt as I sum tyme haue bene;20 Thocht ȝit, God wait, accordyt so tobe Baith to myne honour and thy dignyte; I say, war I beluffyt as I was ayr, Thou Jove almyghty ryngand euermar Suld not deny me sa sobyr a thyng, Bot at I mycht withdraw, at my lykyng, Furth of the feild Turnus, and hym save5 Onto hys fader Dawnus, that our the lave Belovyt hym, as raysoun wald, quod sche. Now sall he perysch, and now sal he de, And sched hys gentyll blude sa pacient, In grews panys be Troianys tort and rent:10 And netheles hys kyn origynall Is renownyt of godly stok ryall, Discendit of our seid and hevynly clan, Fra God Pylumnus to rekkyn the ferd man; And eik, thou wait, full oft with large hand,15 With mony oystis, and ryght fair offerand, Thy templys and thyne altaris chargit has he, In wirschyp of thy myghty maieste. The souerane kyng of hevyn etherial In few wordis maid answer thus at all:20 Gif thow askis a resput or delay, Bot for a tyme, or tyll a certane day, Of thys evident deth of Turnus ȝyng, Desyrand I suld grant the sik a thyng, All thocht he mortale be rycht sone we knaw;25 I leif the to remove hym and withdraw, And from this instant perrellus hard fayt Steill hym away, and gyde hym by the gait: For so lang space ȝyt restis at will of me To lenth hys lyfe, quhilk I the grant, quod he.30 Bot gif sa beys, that vndre thy request Mair hie pardon lurkis, I wald them cest: For gif thou wenys that all the victory Of the batale, and chancis by and by, May be reducyt and alterat clar agane,5 A mysbyleve thou fosteris all invane. To quham Juno on this wys said wepyng: Quhat harm mycht fall, thocht be sum takyn or syng Thow schew thy mynd, and grantit that, quod sche, Quhilk be thy wordis of fatale destane10 Now grunschis thou to geif or to conceid? That is to sa, quhat fors, thocht thou in deid Waldyst appreif and ratyfy agane That Turnus lyfe a lang tyme suld remane? Bot now approchis to that innocent knycht15 A feirfull end; he sal to ded be dicht, Or than my sawys ar voyd of veryte. And O, wald God, at rather sa suld be That I dissavyt war bot with fals dreid, And at thou list, as thou has mycht in deid,20 Thy fatale promys and thy statutis strange In bettir purpos to translait and change! Fra scho thir wordis had said, the ilk tyde Dovn from the hevyn scho leyt hir selvyn slyde, Befor hyr dryvand a tempestuus wynd,25 And all abowt, befor and eik behynd, Within a clowd of myst circulyt cleyn: So throw the air bownyt furth this queyn Towart the Troiane hostis in the planys, And to the tentis socht of Lawrentanys.30 Thys Goddes than furth of ane boys clowd In lyknes of Ene dyd schaip and schrowd A voyd figur, but strenth or curage bald, The quhilk wondyrus monstre to behald With Troiane wapynnys and armour grathis sche,5 With scheild, and helm, and tymbret set on hie, Be semlant lyke Eneas godlyhed; And tharto ekis scho in euery sted Quent fenȝeit wordis, fant and contyrfait, With voce, but mynd, or ony other consait;10 And fenȝeis eik hys concernans and pacis; Syklyke as that, thai say, in diuers placis The wraithis walkis of goistis that ar ded, Or as the slepy dremys, fra sted to sted Fleand in swevyn, makis illusionys,15 Quhen mennys myndis oft in dravillyng gronys: And all befor the forfront of the feild Richt haltandly, as curageus vnder scheild, Musturis this ymage, that with dartis keyn Aggrevyt Turnus, and dyd hym chyde in teyn,20 Prouocand hym to bargane and tyl ire. And Turnus tho als hoyt as any fyre Thys figur dyd invaid, and tharat he In gret dispyte a quhirrand dart leyt fle: Bot this ilk schaddo, as sum deill addred,25 Turnyt abowt, and gaif the bak and fled. Then Turnus, wenand Ene had tane the flycht, And al awondryt of that selcouth fyght, Within hys mynd a vayn comfort kawch he, And cryis lowd; quhidder fleys thou now, Ene?30 Leif nevir, for schame, thus dissolait and waist Thy new allyans promyst the in haist, Of Lavynya the spousyng chalmyr at hand, And all this ilk regioun and this land, Quhilk thou sa far has socht owt our the se:5 My rycht hand sal the saysyng geif, quod he. With sik wordis he schowtand dyd persew, And ay the glymmyrand brand baith schuke and schew, Na thyng persavand quhou this myrth and blys Away quyte with the wynd bewavit is.10 On cace thar stude a mekill schip that tyde, Hyr wayl jonyt til a schor rokis syde, With plankis and with bryggis layd on land, The entre reddy grathit weill thai fand; In the quhilk schip Osynyus kyng, I wys,15 Come laitly from the cite of Clusys. Thydder went this wrath or schaddo of Ene, That semyt, all abasyt, fast to fle, And hyd hyr dern vndre hychis tharin. Na slawar Turnus hastis hym to ryn,20 That but delay he spedis to this schyp, Ran owr the bryg, and inwith burd can skyp; And scars was entrit in the forcastell, Quhen Saturnus douchter saw hir tyme befell: Than soyn the cabyll in sondir smytis sche,25 And fra the schor draif the schip throu the see. Bot Turnus absent thus that sammyn howr Eneas seyrssys throw amyd the stowr, And in hys renk quham euer he met lay ded; Full mony a man he kyllit in that sted.30 And tharwithall hys lycht and fenȝeit gost, Fra tyme the schip was chargyt fra the cost, No langar sekis hyrnys hir to hyde, Bot flaw vp in the ayr the sammyn tyde, And al dissoluyt into a dyrk clowd.5 The meyn sesson, can fors of wyndis lowd Turnus far furth amyd the deip sey dryve: He dyd behald abowt hym tho belyve, All ignorant quhat wys this chance was wrocht, And of hys lyfe salvyng na thyng he rocht;10 With handis junct vphevit towart hevin, Syk wordis he furth braid with drery stevyn: Almychty fader of the hevynnys hie, Has thou me reput on sic wys tobe Confusyt in this schame for myn offens?15 And will I suffyr syk torment and pennans? Quhidder am I dryue, and from quhens am I cumyn? Quhat maner eschewyng or fleyng haue I nummyn? In quhat estait sall I return agane? Sall I evir se the wallys Lawrentane,20 Or evir eft my tentis sall I se? Quhat may ȝon ost of men now say of me, Quhilkis my querrell and me followit to feild, Quham now, allace! lo, fechtand vnder scheild Ȝondir, schame to say the harm, sa wikkytly25 Reddy to myschews deth beleft haue I? Lo, I behald thame fleand paill and wan, And heris the granyng of mony douchty man In my defalt falland fey to grond. Quhat sal I do? allace the wofull stond!30 Or quhilk land, thocht a thousand tymys I stervit, May swelly me sa deip as I haue servyt? Bot, O ȝe wyndis, rather haue mercy, On rowkis and on craggis by and by Do swak this schyp, sen heir na erth I se,5 And haue of wrachit Turnus sum pyete, Quhilk of hys fre will, stad in this maner, Besekis ȝow with all hartly prayer; Do warp my body on the schaldis onkend, Far furth on Syrtys at the warldis end,10 Quhar Rutilyanys me nevir fynd agane, Sa that na fame nor rumour may remane Eftir my deth of this schaymfull trespas. And, sayand thus, in mynd dyd he cumpas Full mony chancis rolland to and fro,15 Quhidder gif he suld, for proper lak and wo, Into this fury smyte hym with hys brand, And thryst the bludy blaid in with hys hand Throw owt hys rybbys, and sched his hart blude; Or than to swak hym self amyd the flude,20 Swymmand to seik the nerrest costis bay, In feild agane the Troianys to assay. Athir way till assay thrys presyt hes he: And thrys hym styntis Juno, queyn mast hie, Havand compassioun of this ȝong man bald,25 And can asswage hys mynd, and hand withhald. Furth held the schip, slydand owt our the fludis, With prosper wynd and followand tyde sa gude is, Quhill he is careit suyrly throw the see Tyll Ardea, hys faderis auld cite.30

In Turnus sted Mezentius dyd succeid, Killyt doun his fays, and spulȝeit of thar weid.

Durand this quhile, in fatis marciall, Mezentyus movyt with ardour bellycall, Be instigatioun of Jove in that neid, Can to the batale in hys place succeid; And the Troianys to invaid na thing sparis,5 That semyt prowd as all the feild war tharis. Than sammyn to recontyr hym atanys Semlyt haill ostis of Hethrurianys, And all assailȝeit Mezentius allone; Aganyst a man thai rowtys euery one,10 Inflambyt all in malyce, maid persutys, And thik as haill schour at hym schaftis schutis. Bot he, lyke to a ferm rowk, quhilk we se Strekyt on lenth amyd the large see, Sytuat aganys the rageand wyndis blast,15 And brym wallys boldynnand wondyr fast, From all that violens doys hym self defend, And haill the fors sustenys to the end Baith of the hevynnys and byr of seys rage, Remanand onremovyt ferm in hys stage:20 Als stern standis Meȝentius in that stound And first he hes fellit and laid to the grond Hebrus, the son of ane Dolycaon, And hym besyde Latagus flew onon, And Palmus eik, accustumat to fle: Bot with a stane Latagus brytnyt he Quhilk of a montane semyt a gret nuke, With quham hym on the vissage he ourtuke; And Palmus howgh sennonys smait in tway5 Maid hym sa slaw he mycht nocht fle away; Thar armour syne to Lawsus gevyn hes he To weir on hys schuldris, and crovn on hie Thar creistis set, the quhilk sa rychly schane. He slew also Evantes a Troiane,10 And Mynas syne he kyllys in the feild, Quhilum to Parys companȝeoun and evin eild; Quham on a nycht Theana, gude and fair, To hys fader Amycus in Troy bair, Quhen Heccuba, douchter of Cisseus,15 Dremyt scho was gret, the story tellis thus, With a fyre broynd, and the self samyn nycht Was delyver of Parys, the fey knycht, Quhilk in hys natyve cite maid hys end: Bot thir feildis Lawrentan ombekend20 Withhaldis now the body of Mynas: So brym in stowr that stond Mezentyus was. Lyke to the strenthy sangler, or the bore, Quham hundis quest with mony quhryne and rore Down dryvyng from the hightis maid discend,25 Quhilk mony wyntyr tofor had hym defend In Vesulus, the cauld montane hie, That is ourheldyt with mony fyr tre; Or than the bustuus swyne weil fed, that bredis Amang the buskis rank of ryspe and redis,30 Besyde the layk of Lawrens, mony ȝheris, Quhen that he is betrappyt fra his feris Amyd the huntyng ralys and the nettis, Standis at the bay, and vp hys byrsys settis, Grasland hys tuskis with astern fyry eyn,5 With spaldis hard and harsk awfull and teyn, That nane of all the huntmen thar present Hym to engreif has strenth or hardyment, Nor dar approchyng within hys byt neir, Bot standand far on dreich with dart and speir,10 Assoverit of hys reik, the beste assays, With felloun schowtis, bustuus cryis, and brays. Nane other wys stud all the Tuscane rowt This stalwart knycht Mezentius abowt; And, thocht thai just caws had of wreth and feyd,15 Thar was nane of thame durst hym put to ded, Nor curage had with drawyn swerd in hand Hym till assaill, nor mach apon the land; Bot with takillis and castyn dartis on far Thai warp at hym, bot durst not ane cum nar,20 And with huge clamour hym infestis that tyde: He, onabasyt, abowt on euery syde Behaldis, gyrnand full of proper teyn, And with hys scheild choppyt by schaftis bedene. Furth of the ancyent boundis of Coryt tho25 Was cum a Greik, quhilk clepyt was Acro, That fugityve into his lusty heyt Had left hys spowsal trewth plicht oncompleit: Quham as Mezentius saw amyd the rowt Hym grevand soir, as weriour stern and stowt,30 And saw the plesand plomys set on hycht Of hys tymrell, and eik the purpour brycht, Quhilk of his trewthplycht lufe he bair in syng; Than, lyke a hungry lyon rumysyng, Constrenyt by hys rageand empty maw,5 The beistis dennys circuland all on raw, Gif he on cace aspys a swyft ra, Or the ȝyng hart with spryngand tyndis twa, Joyful he bradis tharon dispytuusly, With gapand gowle, and vprasys in hy10 The lokkyrris lyand in his nek rowght, And all the bestis bowellis thrymlys throwght, Hurkylland tharon, quhar he remanyt and stude, Hys gredy gammys bedyis with the red blude: On the sammyn wys, Mezentius rycht baldly15 Mydwart hys fays rowt ruschit in hy; Down smytis fey Acron amyd the ost, That in the ded thraw, ȝaldand vp the gost, Smate with hys helys the grond in maltalent, And brokkyn schaftis with hys blude bysprent.20 This ilk Mezentius eik dedenȝeit nocht To sla Orodes, quhilk than was onflocht, That is to knaw, quhill frawart hym he went, And reput na wys, as by hys entent, Syk ane fleand to wond into the bak,25 Onawarnyst, quhen he na defens mycht mak, Bot ran abowt and met hym in hys rays; Than athir man assemblit face for face: Orodes mair of prattik was all owt, Bot the tother in dedis of armys mair stowt,30 That to the erth ourthrawyn he hes his feir, And, possand at hym with hys stalwart speir, Apon hym set hys fut, and thus he said: O now my feris, beys blyth and glaid; Lo, a gret party of this weir, but les,5 Heir lyis at erd, the douchty Orodes. Hys feris sammyn rasyt vp a cry, With joyus sound in syng of victory, And blew the prys triumphall for his deth: Bot this Orodes, ȝaldand vp the breth,10 Onto Mezentyus carpys thus on hie: Me onrevengit, thou sal nocht victour be, For weill I wait that sone I salbe wrokyn, Na, for all thy prowd wordis thou has spokkyn, Thou sall nocht lang endur into sik joy;15 Bot siclyke chancis and semblant ennoy Abydis the, thocht thou be nevir sa bald, Thys sammyn feild sall thy ded corps withhald. To quham Mezentius smyland said in teyn; Thou sall de first, quhat evyr to me forseyn20 Or previdyt has myghty Jove, quod he, Quham fader of Goddis and kyng of men cleip we. And sayand thus, the schaft the ilk thraw Furth of hys wond and body dyd he draw. Tho Orodes the hard rest doith oppres,25 The cauld and irny slepe of dethys stres, And vp the breth he ȝald onon rycht With eyn closyt in evir lestand nycht. Cedicus al totrynschit Alcathous, And Sacrator to grund laid Hydaspus;30 Rapo, ane Arcaid, has Parthenyus slane, And Orses, wondir byg of blude and bane; And Mesapus kyllyt the stowt Clonyvs, And Erycates with Lychaonyus; The formast lyggand at the erd he ouvraucht,5 That by hys hedstrang hors a fall had caught, And Lychaonyus eik, a fut man, he Lyghtit on fut and slew in the melle. Aganys hym than went a man of Arge, Hait Lycyus, bodyn with speir and targe;10 Bot by the way Valerus, gude in nedis, Nocht inexpert in douchty eldris dedis, Recontryt hym, and put hym to the ded: Salyus a Troiane in that sammyn sted Atronyus slew; and Nealces, expert15 To schut the fleand arrow or castyng dart, Quhilk invadis a man or he be war, Slew Salyus with schot, beand on far.

Quhou Eneas the ȝong Lawsus has slane, Quhilk fred his fader hurt in the bargane.

Thus awfull Mars equaly with hys brand The sorow rasyt apon athir hand:20 Huge slauchter maid was and seir woundis wyd, Thai kyll and ar bet down on euery syde, That sammyn in the feild thai fall infeir, Baith the victouris, and thai that venquyst weir, And nother party wist, nother he nor he, To salf hym self quhar away to fle: So that the Goddis in Jovys hevynly hald5 Had compassioun and rewth for to behald The wroith and ire of athir in the fightis, That sik distres rang amang mortal wightis. Venus towart the Troiane syde tuke tent: Aganyst quham, all full of maltalent,10 Saturnus douchter Juno, that full bald is, Towart the party aduersar behaldis; And the pail furour of Tysiphone Walkis wod wroth amydwart the melle. Bot pryncipaly Mezentyus all engrevyt,15 With a gret speir, quharwith he feill myschevit, Went brangland throu the feild all hym allon: As bustuus as the hydduus Orion, Quhen he on fut woyd throu the mekill see, Scherand the streym with hys schuldris hie,20 Abufe the wallys of the flude apperis; Or lyke ane ancyent ayk tre, mony ȝheris That grew apon sum montane toppys hycht, Semand so hie to euery manis sycht, Quhilk, thocht hys rutis spred in the grond all sydis,25 Hys crop vpstraucht amyd the clowdis hydis: Syk lyke Mezentius mustyrris in the feild, With huge armour, baith speir, helm, and scheild. Aganyst quham Eneas fast hym hyis, Fra tyme amyd the rowt he hym aspyis.30 The tother, onabasyt, all reddy thar The cummyng of hys douchty aduersar Abydis stowtly, fermyt in hys fors, And massely vpstude with bustuus cors; And, mesurand with hys E als large spais5 As he mycht thraw a castyng speir, thus says: My rycht hand, and this fleand dart mot be, Quhilk now I tays, as verray God to me! Assistyng to my schot I ȝou beseik; For I awow, and heir promittys eyk,10 In syng of trophe or triumphall meith, My lovit son Lawsus forto cleith With spulȝe and all harnes rent, quod he, Of ȝondir rubbaris body, fals Enee. Thus said he; and fra hys hand the ilk tyde15 The castyng dart fast byrrand lattis glyde, That fleand sclentis on Eneas scheild; Syne, standand far on rovm ȝond in the feild, Smate worthy Anthores the ilk thraw, Betwix the bowellys and the rybbys law:20 Anthores, ane of gret Hercules ferys, That come from Arge into hys lusty ȝheris, Inherdand to Evander the Arcaid, And had hys dwellyng and hys residens maid In Palentyn, cite Italian;25 Onhappely now lyggis thus down slane, All of a wound and dynt quhilk in the fycht Addressit was towart ane other knycht. Ȝit, deand, he beheld the hevynnys large, And can ramembir hys sweit cuntre of Arge.30 Than the reuthfull Eneas kest hys spere, Quhilk throu Mezentius armour all dyd schere; Throw gyrd hys targe platyt thrys with steill, And throw the cowchit lynnyn euery deill, And thrynfald plyis of the bullys hydis,5 That law down in hys flank the dynt abydis: Bot it byreft hym nowder lyfe ne mycht. Eneas tho, quhilk was expert in fyght, Joyfull quhen that Mezentius blude saw he, Furth hynt hys swerd at hang law by hys thee,10 And fervently towart hys fa can pas, Quhilk, for the dynt, sum deill astonyst was. Quhen Lawsus saw this aventour of weir, He wepyt wail sair for hys fader deir; Sa wobegone becam this lusty man15 That salt teris fast our hys chekis ran. Forsuyth, I sall not ourslyp in this sted Thy hard myschance, Lawsus, and fatale ded, And thy maist dowchty actis bellycall: O fresch ȝongker, maist dyng memoriall20 I sall rehers, gyf ony faith may be Gevyn to sa gret dedis of antiquyte. With this Mezentyus menzeit drew abak, Harland hys leg quharin the schaft stak, That quhar he went he baris our the feild25 Hys ennemys lance fixit in hys scheild. Betwix thame ruschys in the ȝong Lawsus, Amyd thar wapynnys, stern and curagus, Hym self has set forto sustene the fyght: Vnder Eneas rycht hand rasyt on hycht.30 That reddy was to smyte a dedly wond, In steppis he, and baldly the ilk stound The bytand brand vphevyt keppyt he, And can resist and stynt the gret Enee. Hys feris followys with a felloun schowt:5 Quhill that Mezentius of the feild wan owt, Diffend and coverit with hys sonnys scheild, Thai cast dartis thikfald thar lord to held, With schaftis schot, and flanys gret plente, Perturband thar stern aduersar Ene;10 That all enragyt hys sovir targe erekkit, And thar vndre hym haldis closly dekkyt. And lyke as sum tyme clowdis brystis attanys, The schowr furthȝettand of hoppand hailstanys, That all the plewmen and thar hynys inhy15 Fleis of the croftis and feildis by and by; And eik the travellour ȝond vnder the wald Lurkand withdrawys to sum sovir hald, Owdir vndir watyr brays and bankis dern, Or in sum craggis clyft, or deip cavern,20 So lang as that the schour lestis on the plane, That he may, when the son schynys agane, Exers hys journe, or hys wark alsfast: Syk wys Ene with schoit and dartis cast Was all ourheld, and ombeset ilk syde,25 Quhil he the pres of batale styntis that tyde, And all thar fors sustenyt and deray; Reprevand Lawsus, thus begouth to say, And mannansyt hym with brand of blude all red: Quhidder hastis thou sa fast apon thy ded?30 Or quhou dar thou ondertak into fyght Syk interprys, quhilk is abuf thy mycht? Thou art nocht wys; thy tendir hart, quod he, And rewthfull mynd all owt dissavis the. Bot for all thys ȝong Lawsus, vail que vaill,5 Wald no wys ces Eneas till assaill. Than hyear rays the wraith and felloun ire Of the ilk manfull Troiane lordly syre, And eyk the fatale sisteris tho in deid Had wymplyt vp this Lawsus lattyr threid:10 For so Eneas stokis hys styf brand Throw owt this ȝongker, hard vp to hys hand, That swerd, befor maid mannansyng and bost, Throw gyrd that gentill body and hys cost, Hys target persand, and hys armour lycht,15 And eik hys cote of goldyn thredis brycht Quhilk hys moder hym span; and, to conclude, Hys bosum all is fillyt of hait blude: Sone eftir is the spreit of lyfe furth went Down to the goistis law with sad entent,20 And left the body ded, and hyne dyd pas. Bot quhen Anchises son, fers Eneas, Beheld hys wlt and contenans in deyng, Hys sweit vissage sa in the ded thrawyng Becummyn wan and paill on diuers wys,25 He sychit profundly owder twys or thrys, And drew abak hys hand, and rewth has hynt; For so into hys mynd, eftir the dynt, The ymage of hys faderly piete Imprentit was, that on this wys said he:30 O douchty ȝynglyng, worthy tobe menyt, Worthy tobe bewalyt and complenyt, Quhat sall the reuthfull compacient Ene For sa gret lovabill dedis rendir the? Or quhat may he the ȝeld sufficient5 For sik natural and inborn hardyment? Thyne armour, quharof sumtyme thou reiosyt, With the I leif, for ay to beyn eniosyt: Onto thy parentis handis and sepultre I the beleif tobe entyrit, quod he,10 Gyf that sic maner of triumphe and cost May do thame plesour, or eys onto thy gost. Bot thou, onsilly child, sa will of red, Do comfort heirwith thy lamentabill ded, That thou ourmatchit art and thus lyis slane15 By the gretast Eneas handis twane. Syne he hys feris can repreif and chyde, That thai sa lang delayt hym besyde, Makand na haist to bair hys corps away; And he hym self betwix hys armys tway20 The ded body vpliftis fra the grond, That with the red blude of his new grene wond Besparklyt had hys ȝallow lokkis brycht, That ayr war kemmyt and addressyt rycht.

Fra Mezentius knew ȝong Lawsus deces, Hym to revenge his lyfe lost in the pres.

The meyn sesson, hys fader with his feris, Down at the fludis syde of Tyberis, Stanschit his wondis with watyr by and by, Weschand the blude and swait from hys body. Hys helm of steil besyde hym hang weil ne5 Apon a grayn or branch of a grene tre; Hys other weghty harnes, gud in neid, Lay on the gyrs besyde hym in the meid; Hys trasty chosyn verlettis hym abowt: And he ful for wondyt, all in dowt,10 Stude lenand with hys wery nek and bonys Owt our a bowand tre, with sair gronys; Hys weil kemmyt berd, hyngand ful straucht Apon his breist, onto hys gyrdill raucht: And feill tymys on Lawsus menys he,15 Prayand full oft he mycht hym falsly se, And mony messyngeris onto hym hes send, To withdraw hym the feild, and to defend That he abyde na langar in bargane, And schaw quhat sorow for hym hys fader had tane.20 Bot than Lawsus ded owt of the feild Hys wofull feris careit apon a scheild, Wepand sa gret a man was brocht to grond, And discumfyt with sa grysly a wond. Mezentius mynd and consait, the ilk tyde, Suspekand the harmys quhilkis war betyde, On far considerit the caus of thar murnyng, And on hys canos hair the dust can slyng, With mekill powdir fyland hys hasart hed;5 And baith hys handis in that sammyn sted Towart the hevin vphevis in a fary, And he the Goddis and starnys fast dyd wary; Syne, lenand on hys sonnys corps, thus cryis: O my deir child and tendir get heir lyis!10 Had I sa gret appetit and delyte Onto this wrachit lyfe, sa ful of syte, That I the sufferit to entyr in my sted Vndre our fays hand, and with thy ded My lyfe is salfit? Ha, I thy fader heir,15 Quhilk the begat, my only son sa deir, Suld I be salf and lyfand eftir the, Throu tha sa grisly wondis that I se? Allace, onto me, wrachit catyve thing, Myne exill now at last and banysyng20 Becummyn is hard and insufferabill! The stound of deth, the panys lamentabill, Is deip engravyn in my hart onsound; Now am I smyttyn with the mortal wond! I, the self man was the caus of thy ded,25 With my trespas, my child, in euery sted Filyt the glor and honour of thy name, Thy hie renovn bespottand with my schame, As I that was, by invy and haitrent Of my awin pepill, with thar haill assent,30 Expellit from my ceptre and my ryng, And was adettyt, for my mysdoyng Onto our cuntre, till haue sufferit pane: I aucht and worthy was to haue bene slane, And to haue ȝald this wikkyt sawle of myne5 Be all maner of turment and of pyne, Fortill amend myne offencis and fed. Ha, now I lyf, allace! and thou art ded! Ȝit want I not off men the cumpany, Nowder lyght of lyfe, ne cleirnes of the sky,10 Bot soyn I sal thame leif and part tharfra. And sayand thus, sammyn with mynd ful thra He rasyt hym vp apon hys wondit thee, And determyt to revenge hym or de: For thocht the violens of hys sair smart15 Maid hym onfery, ȝit hys stalwart hart And curage ondekeit was gude in neid. He bad ga fech Rhebus, hys ryall sted, Quhilk was hys wirschip and hys comfort haill, And hys support hys fays to assaill;20 For by thys hors in euery gret iourne Hame fra the feild victour eschapit he. Quhamto Mezentyus, but mair abaid, Seand the steid drowpand and sad, thus said: Rhebus, we twa hes levit lang yfeir,25 Gyf that to mortal wightis in this erd heir Ony tyme may be reput lang, quod he. Owder this day beys thou revengear with me Of Lawsus dolorus deith, and wrek our schame, And sall as victour with the bryngyn hame30 Ȝon bludy spulȝe, and Eneas hed; Or, gif na fors nor strenth into that sted Will suffir ony way that it be so, We sal in feild sammyn de baith two. For, O moist forcy steid, my lovyt foill,5 I can na wys beleif at thou may thoill To be at ony otheris commandment, Nor that the lift dedeyn, gif I war schent, Till obey ony master or lord Troiane. And sayand thus, ful towartly onane10 The steid bekend held to hys schulder plat, And he at eys apon hys bak doun sat; And bath hys handis fillyt with dartis keyn, With helm on hed burnyst brycht and scheyn, Abuf the quhilk hys tymbret buklyt was,15 Lyke till a lokryt mayn with mony fas. And into sik array with swyft curs he Furth steris hys steid, and draif in the melle. Deip in hys hart boldynnys the felloun schame, Myxit with dolour, angir, and defame;20 The fervent luf of hys son ȝyng of age Gan catchyng hym into the furyus rage; Tharto alsso persuadis to the fyght Hys hors weil knawin hys hardyment and mycht: And, in sik poynt, throw owt the rowtis all25 With mychty voce thrys dyd Eneas call. Eneas hard hym cry, and weil hym knew, And glaid tharof can towartis hym persew, And prayand says; the fader of Goddis hie, And eik mychty Apollo, that grant to me,30 Thou wald begyn in bargan on this land To mell with me, and to meyt hand for hand. Thus carpyt he, and with stern lance, but tary, Furth steppys forto meyt hys aduersary. Bot Mezentius, seand hym cumand,5 Cryit to hym onon and bad hym stand: O thou maist cruell aduersar, said he, Quhat wenys thou so to effray and bost me, Sen thou my son has me bereft this day, Quhilk was only the maner and the way10 Quharby thou mycht ourcum me and distroy? Now, sen that I haue tynt all warldis joy, Nowder I abhor the ded, to starve in fyght, Nor rak I ocht of ony Goddis mycht. Desist, and ces to bost me or manas,15 For I am cum to de in this ilk plas; Bot first I bryng the thir rewards, quod he. With that word, at his fa a dart leyt fle, And eftir that ane other has he cast, And syne ane other has he fixit fast,20 About hym prekand in a cumpas large: Bot all thir dyntis sustenyt the goldin targe. Thrys on the left half fast, as he war wod, About Eneas raid he quhar he stude, Thik with hys handis swakkand dartis keyn:25 And thrys this Troiane prynce our all the greyn, Intil hys stalwart stelyt scheild stikand owt, Lyke a hair wod the dartis bair abowt. At last, as he ennoyt of this deray, This irksum traysyng, jowkyng, and delay,30 And cumryt wolx sa mony dartis invane Thus oft to draw furth and to cast agane, As he that was matchit that tyme, but faill, With hys fa man in bargane inequale, Quhilk ay was at avantage and onflocht,5 Full mony thing revoluyt he in thocht; Syne on that weirman ruschit he in teyn: In the forhed, betwix the horsys eyn, He kest hys speir with all his fors and mycht. Vpstendis thar the stalwart steid on hycht,10 And with his helys flang up in the ayr; Down swakkis the knycht sone with a fellon fair, Foundris fordwart flatlyngis on hys spald, Ourquhelmyt the man, and can hys feit onfald. Than the Latynys, and eik pepill Troianys,15 The hevynnys dyndlit with a schowt at anys. Eneas gyrd abufe hym with a braid, Hynt furth hys swerd, and forthir thus he said: Quhar is he now, Mezentius, sa stern? Quhar is the fers stowt curage of that bern?20 Quhamto Mezentius, this ilk prynce Tyrrheyn, Fra that he mycht alyftyn vp his eyn To se the hevynnys licht, and draw hys braith, And hys rycht mynd agane recoverit haith, Thus answeris: O thou dispituus fo,25 Quharto me chydis thou reprochand so, And manancis me to the ded by and by? Of my slauchter I think na villany, Nor on sik wys heir com I not in feild, That I stand aw to swelt vnder my scheild;30 Nor, I beleif, na frendschip in thy handis, Nane syk trety of sawchnyng nor cunnandis, My son Lawsus band vp with the, perfay. Bot of a thyng I the beseik and pray, Gif ony plesour may be grantit or beld5 Till aduersaris, that lyis venquyst in feild; That is to knaw, suffir my body haue Ane sepultur, and with erd be bygrave. I knaw abowt me standand in this sted My folkis byttyr haitrent and gret feid:10 Defend me from thar furour, I requeir, And grant my corps, besyde my sonnys infeir, Into sum tumbe entyrit for tobe. And sayand thus, knawand at he most de, Befor hys eyn persavyt the burnyst brand,15 That throuch hys gorge went from Eneas hand; Within hys armour, schortly to conclude, Furth bruschit the sawle with gret stremys of blude. Be this the son declynyt was almost, So that the Latynys and Rutilian ost,20 Quhat for the absens of thar duke Turnus, And new slauchter of bald Mezentius, Withdrew thame to thar raset in affray, And Troianys went onto thar rest quhil day.