Let prince Iarbas be rejected and the lords
Of Africa’s heroic land: wilt still against
A pleasing love contend? And hast considered then
Whose are the powers upon the borders of thy realm?
Here are Gætulia’s cities, matchless race in war;
Here wild Numidians hedge thee round, and Ocean’s shoals;
While yonder lies the sandy desert parched and wild,
Where fierce Barcæans range. Why need I mention Tyre’s
Dark-looming cloud of war, thy brother’s threats? For me,
I think that through the favor of the gods and care