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The Aeneid
The Aeneid
BY TORSTEN SCHWANKE
TROY
DIDO
HADES
ROME
It seems to me that the gods are angry, the gods are furious,
Deny to Latium the high blessing,
They speak their wrath with thundering voices
And express their grief with rain.
How impious men walk the paths
Of the world, there is not one more consecrated
To the celestials, and none will lie down
At Jupiter's feet in time,
To become royal in eternity!