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The Gallies now by Pythecusa pass; The Name is from the Natives of the Place. The Father of the Gods detesting Lies; Oft, with Abhorrence, heard their Perjuries. Th' abandon'd Race, transform'd to Beasts, began To mimick the Impertinence of Man. Flat-nos'd, and furrow'd; with Grimace they grin; And look, to what they were, too near akin: Merry in Make, and busy to no End; This Moment they divert, the next offend: So much this Species of their past retains; Tho' lost the Language, yet the Noise remains.

Now, on his Right, he leaves Parthenope; His Left, Misenus jutting in the Sea: Arrives at Cumæ, and with Awe survey'd The Grotto of the venerable Maid: Begs Leave thro' black Avernus to retire; And view the much-lov'd Manes of his Sire. Straight the divining Virgin rais'd her Eyes; And, foaming with a holy Rage, replies: O thou, whose Worth thy wond'rous Works proclaim; The Flames, thy Piety; the World, thy Fame: Tho' great be thy Request, yet shalt thou see Th' Elysian Fields, th' infernal Monarchy; Thy Parent's Shade: This Arm thy Steps shall guide: To suppliant Virtue nothing is deny'd. She spoke, and pointing to the Golden Bough, Which in th' Avernian Grove refulgent grew, Seize