close cleaving to his left side, keeps questioning him,
now of the stars, the road-marks of the shadowy night,
and now of all that he has borne by land and by sea.
Now, ye goddesses, open wide your Helicon,[274] and stir up
the powers of song, to tell us what the army now following
Æneas from the Tuscan shores, equipping its ships for 5
adventure, and sailing over the sea.
First comes Massicus, cleaving the waters in his brass-sheathed
Tiger: in his train a band of a thousand warriors,
who have left the walls of Clusium and the city Cosæ;