to the sons of Priam, and many the tears that I shed for
Æneas’ cruel agony. Now, by Jove’s commands, he has
set his foot on Rutulian soil; so, with the past in my 15
mind, I appear as a suppliant, to ask of his power whom
I honour most, as a mother may, armour for my son.
Thee the daughter of Nereus, thee the spouse of Tithonus,
found accessible to tears. See but what nations are
mustering, what cities are closing the gate and pointing 20
the steel against me and the lives I love.” The speech
was ended, and the goddess is fondling her undecided