And art thou that Æneas whom to Ilium’s prince,
Anchises, on the bank of Phrygian Simois,
The kindly Venus bore? And now do I recall
That Teucer once to Sidon came as suppliant;
For exiled from his native Salamis he came.
‘T was at the time when fertile Cyprus bowed beneath
My father’s might, and by the victor’s sway was held.
From that time on, thy name, and all the Grecian kings,
And the fortunes of thy city have been known to me.
Nay, Teucer’s self, though foeman, sang the praise of Troy,