bark; Proserpine is free to keep her uncle’s home
as faithful wife should. This is Æneas of Troy, renowned
for piety and arms alike: it is to see his father that he 15
is going down to Erebus’ lowest depth of gloom. If thou
art moved in nought by the spectacle of piety so signal,
yet let this branch”—she uncovered the branch which
was concealed in her robe—‘claim recognition.’ At
once the angry swell subsides, and the breast is calm. 20
No further parley. Gazing in wonder at the sacred offering
of the fated bough, last seen so long ago, he turns to