show rises on my sight new or unlooked-for—I have 15
foreseen all and scanned all in fancy already. I have
but one prayer to make: since here it is that Fame tells of
the gate of the infernal monarch, and the murky pool of
Acheron’s overflow, grant me to pass to the sight, to
the presence of my loved father—teach the way, and unlock 20
the sacred doors. Him I bore away through flames
and a driving tempest of darts on these my shoulders and
rescued him from the midst of the foe: he was the companion
of my journey, and encountered with me all the