And, till Æneas shall Lavinia wed,
The wrath of heaven is hovering o'er his head.
}
{ The gods, he saw, espoused the juster side,
{ When late their titles in the field were tried:
{ Witness the fresh laments, and funeral tears undried.
Thus full of anxious thought, he summons all
The Latian senate to the council-hall.
The princes come, commanded by their head,
And crowd the paths that to the palace lead.