So be it; let her, peerless as she is,
Return on board the fleet, nor stay to bring
Disaster upon us and all our race.—Bryant.
[143]. Fabricii Biblioth. Græc. lib. ii. cap. 6, p. 345.
[144]. See Appendix, note 49.
[145]. Iliad i. 528. Valerius Maximus, lib. iii. cap. 7.
As thus he spoke the son of Saturn gave
The nod with his dark brows. The ambrosial curls
Upon the Sovereign One’s immortal head