said, and closed her lips in silence.
Æneas, with saddened face and steadfast eye, moves on,
leaving the cave behind, and revolves in his mind the secrets
of the future. Achates, ever faithful, walks at his
side, and plants his foot with no less consciousness of
care. Many were the things exchanged in their ranging
talk—who could be the dead comrade that the priestess 5
spoke of, what the corpse that needed burial. And lo!
Misenus, soon as they came, there on the dry beach they
see him, snatched by death that should have spared him—Misenus,