they have stripped the hearths: the smoking brand sends
up a pitchy glare, and the Fire-god wafts clouds of soot
and flame heaven-high.
What god, ye Muses, shielded the Teucrians from a fire
so terrible? who warded off from the ships so vast a conflagration? 15
Tell me; the faith in the tale is old, but its
fame is evergreen.
In early days, when Æneas in Phrygian Ida was first
fashioning his fleet and making ready for the high seas,
the great mother of the gods, they say, the Berecyntian 20