A few of us have drifted. But alas! what race
Of men is this? What land permits such savage deeds
As these? We are refused the barren refuge of
The sandy shore; they seek a cause for mortal strife,
And will not that we set our feet upon the land.
What though the human race and mortal arms are naught
To thee; be sure that gods regard the evil and
The good. We had a king, Æneas, more than peer
Of all in justice, piety, and warrior’s might.
If by decree of fate he still survives, if still