That thou hast spurred the hearts of men to deeds of blood.
Venus (I. 351-370):
He long concealed the deed with wanton, feigned excuse,
And mocked his sister, sick at heart, with empty hopes.
In vain: for in the visions of the night the shade,
The pallid shade of her unburied husband came;
The cruel altar and his piercèd breast he showed,
And all the hidden guilt of that proud house revealed.
He bade her speed her flight and leave her fatherland,
And showed, to aid her cause, deep buried in the earth,