was fair Iulus, in heart and forethought manlier than his 5
years, giving them many a charge to carry to his father.
But the winds scatter all alike, and deliver them cancelled
to the clouds.
Passing through the gate, they cross the trenches, and
through the midnight shade make for the hostile camp—destined, 10
though, first to be the death of many. All about
the grass they see bodies stretched at length by sleep and
wine, cars tilted up on the shore, men lying among wheels
and harness, with armour and pools of wine about them.