cattle unlock the gate. There you shall hear of your whole
posterity, and the city that Fate has in store. And now
farewell, dark Night has reached the midst of her swift
career, and the relentless Daystar has touched me with the
breath of his panting steeds.” He said, and vanished, like 30
smoke, into unsubstantial air. “Whither away now?”
cries Æneas; “whither in such haste? from whom are
you flying? what power withholds you from my embrace?”
With these words he wakes to life the embers
and their slumbering flame, and in suppliance worships the 35