a tawny lion may come down the hill. Meantime the sky
begins to be convulsed with a mighty turmoil; a storm-cloud
follows of mingled rain and hail. The Tyrian train, 10
all in confusion, and the chivalry of Troy, and the hope
of Dardania, Venus’ grandson, have sought shelter in
their terror up and down the country, some here, some
there. The streams run in torrents down the hills. Dido
and the Trojan chief find themselves in the same cave. 15
Earth, the mother of all, and Juno give the sign.
Lightnings blaze, and heaven flashes in sympathy with