The Aeneid Of Virgil: Book 10 Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCDEFFGEFFFFHIJFFK KFFLLEMNNOOPPFFFFOQF FRRSSTTUUKKOOVVFFWWF FGGFFFXXWWYYNCZA2B2F FC2C2D2D2E2E2GGAAFFC CF2F2G2G2FFEECCD2D2F FXXFFD2D2TTWWC2H2I2I 2NCJ2J2J2K2FFFFFFFNC FFL2L2I2I2FGKKFFMMM2 N2O2O2XXOOC2H2C2KKKA AFFPPP2P2Q2F| THE GATES of heav n unfold Jove summons all | A |
| The gods to council in the common hall | A |
| Sublimely seated he surveys from far | B |
| The fields the camp the fortune of the war | C |
| And all th inferior world From first to last | D |
| The sov reign senate in degrees are plac d | E |
| Then thus th almighty sire began Ye gods | F |
| Natives or denizens of blest abodes | F |
| From whence these murmurs and this change of mind | G |
| This backward fate from what was first design d | E |
| Why this protracted war when my commands | F |
| Pronounc d a peace and gave the Latian lands | F |
| What fear or hope on either part divides | F |
| Our heav ns and arms our powers on diff rent sides | F |
| A lawful time of war at length will come | H |
| Nor need your haste anticipate the doom | I |
| When Carthage shall contend the world with Rome | J |
| Shall force the rigid rocks and Alpine chains | F |
| And like a flood come pouring on the plains | F |
| Then is your time for faction and debate | K |
| For partial favor and permitted hate | K |
| Let now your immature dissension cease | F |
| Sit quiet and compose your souls to peace | F |
| Thus Jupiter in few unfolds the charge | L |
| But lovely Venus thus replies at large | L |
| O pow r immense eternal energy | E |
| For to what else protection can we fly | M |
| Seest thou the proud Rutulians how they dare | N |
| In fields unpunish d and insult my care | N |
| How lofty Turnus vaunts amidst his train | O |
| In shining arms triumphant on the plain | O |
| Ev n in their lines and trenches they contend | P |
| And scarce their walls the Trojan troops defend | P |
| The town is fill d with slaughter and o erfloats | F |
| With a red deluge their increasing moats | F |
| neas ignorant and far from thence | F |
| Has left a camp expos d without defense | F |
| This endless outrage shall they still sustain | O |
| Shall Troy renew d be forc d and fir d again | Q |
| A second siege my banish d issue fears | F |
| And a new Diomede in arms appears | F |
| One more audacious mortal will be found | R |
| And I thy daughter wait another wound | R |
| Yet if with fates averse without thy leave | S |
| The Latian lands my progeny receive | S |
| Bear they the pains of violated law | T |
| And thy protection from their aid withdraw | T |
| But if the gods their sure success foretell | U |
| If those of heav n consent with those of hell | U |
| To promise Italy who dare debate | K |
| The pow r of Jove or fix another fate | K |
| What should I tell of tempests on the main | O |
| Of olus usurping Neptune s reign | O |
| Of Iris sent with Bacchanalian heat | V |
| T inspire the matrons and destroy the fleet | V |
| Now Juno to the Stygian sky descends | F |
| Solicits hell for aid and arms the fiends | F |
| That new example wanted yet above | W |
| An act that well became the wife of Jove | W |
| Alecto rais d by her with rage inflames | F |
| The peaceful bosoms of the Latian dames | F |
| Imperial sway no more exalts my mind | G |
| Such hopes I had indeed while Heav n was kind | G |
| Now let my happier foes possess my place | F |
| Whom Jove prefers before the Trojan race | F |
| And conquer they whom you with conquest grace | F |
| Since you can spare from all your wide command | X |
| No spot of earth no hospitable land | X |
| Which may my wand ring fugitives receive | W |
| Since haughty Juno will not give you leave | W |
| Then father if I still may use that name | Y |
| By ruin d Troy yet smoking from the flame | Y |
| I beg you let Ascanius by my care | N |
| Be freed from danger and dismiss d the war | C |
| Inglorious let him live without a crown | Z |
| The father may be cast on coasts unknown | A2 |
| Struggling with fate but let me save the son | B2 |
| Mine is Cythera mine the Cyprian tow rs | F |
| In those recesses and those sacred bow rs | F |
| Obscurely let him rest his right resign | C2 |
| To promis d empire and his Julian line | C2 |
| Then Carthage may th Ausonian towns destroy | D2 |
| Nor fear the race of a rejected boy | D2 |
| What profits it my son to scape the fire | E2 |
| Arm d with his gods and loaded with his sire | E2 |
| To pass the perils of the seas and wind | G |
| Evade the Greeks and leave the war behind | G |
| To reach th Italian shores if after all | A |
| Our second Pergamus is doom d to fall | A |
| Much better had he curb d his high desires | F |
| And hover d o er his ill extinguish d fires | F |
| To Simois banks the fugitives restore | C |
| And give them back to war and all the woes before | C |
| Deep indignation swell d Saturnia s heart | F2 |
| And must I own she said my secret smart | F2 |
| What with more decence were in silence kept | G2 |
| And but for this unjust reproach had slept | G2 |
| Did god or man your fav rite son advise | F |
| With war unhop d the Latians to surprise | F |
| By fate you boast and by the gods decree | E |
| He left his native land for Italy | E |
| Confess the truth by mad Cassandra more | C |
| Than Heav n inspir d he sought a foreign shore | C |
| Did I persuade to trust his second Troy | D2 |
| To the raw conduct of a beardless boy | D2 |
| With walls unfinish d which himself forsakes | F |
| And thro the waves a wand ring voyage takes | F |
| When have I urg d him meanly to demand | X |
| The Tuscan aid and arm a quiet land | X |
| Did I or Iris give this mad advice | F |
| Or made the fool himself the fatal choice | F |
| You think it hard the Latians should destroy | D2 |
| With swords your Trojans and with fires your Troy | D2 |
| Hard and unjust indeed for men to draw | T |
| Their native air nor take a foreign law | T |
| That Turnus is permitted still to live | W |
| To whom his birth a god and goddess give | W |
| But yet t is just and lawful for your line | C2 |
| To drive their fields and force with fraud to join | H2 |
| Realms not your own among your clans divide | I2 |
| And from the bridegroom tear the promis d bride | I2 |
| Petition while you public arms prepare | N |
| Pretend a peace and yet provoke a war | C |
| T was giv n to you your darling son to shroud | J2 |
| To draw the dastard from the fighting crowd | J2 |
| And for a man obtend an empty cloud | J2 |
| From flaming fleets you turn d the fire away | K2 |
| And chang d the ships to daughters of the sea | F |
| But t is my crime the Queen of Heav n offends | F |
| If she presume to save her suff ring friends | F |
| Your son not knowing what his foes decree | F |
| You say is absent absent let him be | F |
| Yours is Cythera yours the Cyprian tow rs | F |
| The soft recesses and the sacred bow rs | F |
| Why do you then these needless arms prepare | N |
| And thus provoke a people prone to war | C |
| Did I with fire the Trojan town deface | F |
| Or hinder from return your exil d race | F |
| Was I the cause of mischief or the man | L2 |
| Whose lawless lust the fatal war began | L2 |
| Think on whose faith th adult rous youth relied | I2 |
| Who promis d who procur d the Spartan bride | I2 |
| When all th united states of Greece combin d | F |
| To purge the world of the perfidious kind | G |
| Then was your time to fear the Trojan fate | K |
| Your quarrels and complaints are now too late | K |
| Thus Juno Murmurs rise with mix d applause | F |
| Just as they favor or dislike the cause | F |
| So winds when yet unfledg d in woods they lie | M |
| In whispers first their tender voices try | M |
| Then issue on the main with bellowing rage | M2 |
| And storms to trembling mariners presage | N2 |
| Then thus to both replied th imperial god | O2 |
| Who shakes heav n s axles with his awful nod | O2 |
| When he begins the silent senate stand | X |
| With rev rence list ning to the dread command | X |
| The clouds dispel the winds their breath restrain | O |
| And the hush d waves lie flatted on the main | O |
| Celestials your attentive ears incline | C2 |
| Since said the god the Trojans must not join | H2 |
| In wish d alliance with the Latian line | C2 |
| Since endless jarrings and immortal hate | K |
| Tend but to discompose our happy state | K |
| The war henceforward be resign d to fate | K |
| Each to his proper fortune stand or fall | A |
| Equal and unconcern d I look on all | A |
| Rutulians Trojans are the same to me | F |
| And both shall draw the lots their fates decree | F |
| Let these assault if Fortune be their friend | P |
| And if she favors those let those defend | P |
| The Fates will find their way The Thund rer said | P2 |
| And shook the sacred honors of his head | P2 |
| Attesting Styx th inviolable flood | Q2 |
| And the black regions of his | F |
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