whom a brazen wheel has driven across, or a traveller, 10
heavy of hand, has left half dead and mangled by a stone,
writhes its long body in ineffectual flight, its upper part
all fury, its eyes blazing, its hissing throat reared aloft, the
lower part, disabled by the wound, clogs it as it wreathes
its spires and doubles upon its own joints. Such was the 15
oarage with which the ship pushed herself slowly along:
she makes sail, however, and enters the haven with canvas
flying. To Sergestus Æneas gives the present he had
promised, delighted to see the ship rescued and the crew