struggle as we should. Well, since Fortune exerts her 25
tyranny, let us follow, and turn our faces as she pulls the
rein. I take it, too, we are not far from the friendly
brother-coast of your Eryx, and the havens of Sicania,
if my memory serves me as I retrace the stars I watched
long ago.” To him good Æneas:—“I have seen myself 30
this long time that such is the winds’ will, and all your
counter-efforts vain. Turn sail and ship. Could any
land indeed be welcomer, any that I would sooner choose