Our comrades camp about the ships. This joyful news
To young Ascanius bear, and bid him come with thee
To Dido’s town.
Exit Achates.
To other Trojans:
Go ye, and fetch from out the ships
The treasures that we saved from Ilium’s fall: the robe,
Stiff wrought with golden pattern, and the flowing veil
All interwov’n with bright acanthus’ yellow bloom,
Those beauteous robes of price which Argive Helen brought