The fates will find their way." The Thunderer said;
And shook the sacred honours of his head,
}
{ Attesting Styx, the inviolable flood,
{ And the black regions of his brother god.
{ Trembled the poles of heaven, and earth confessed the nod.
This end the sessions had: the senate rise,
And to his palace wait their sovereign through the skies.
Meantime, intent upon their siege, the foes
Within their walls the Trojan host inclose: