Troy; nor does Æneas’ sovran judgment reject the omen.
He clasps the glad Acestes to his heart, loads him with 25
costly gifts, and bespeaks him thus:—“Take them, my
father; for Olympus’ mighty monarch has said by the
voice of these omens that yours is to be a prize drawn without
a lot. From Anchises the aged himself comes the
present I now bestow—a bowl embossed with figures, 30
which in old days Cisseus[o] gave to my sire Anchises in
royal bounty, a standing remembrance of himself and a
testimony of his love.” So saying, he crowns his brow