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And the ferryman Charon, and the black Stygian waters in the swirling depths,
And so many thousands crossing the ford in one boat,
Even boys do not believe, unless they are not yet washed with water that is, still unbaptized or unpurified by traditional rites.
But consider them true. What does Curius feel, and both
the Scipios? What does Fabricius, and the shades of Camillus?
What does the legion of the Cremera, and the youth consumed at Cannae,
So many souls of war? How often, when such a
shadow comes here to them, would they wish to be purified, if any
sulfur with torches were granted, even if the laurel were damp.
Alas, wretchedly we are led to that place; why have we advanced our arms beyond
The shores of Ireland, and the recently captured
Orkneys, and the Britons content with the shortest night?
But the things that now happen in the city of the victorious people,
Those whom we conquered do not do, and yet one
Armenian, Zalates, is spoken of by all the youths
As softer, having indulged himself with a burning tribune.
A manicule points to the following line.Observe what commerce does; he had come as a hostage.
Here men are made; for if a longer delay
has indulged the boys in the city, sometimes a lover will be lacking,
trousers, knives, bridles, a whip will be sent.
Thus they bring back the customs of the toga praetexta the garment of noble youth to Artaxata.
Although I am distressed by the departure of an old friend,
I praise him, however, that he intends to fix his seat in empty Cumae,
and to give one citizen to the Sibyl.
It is the gateway to Baiae, and a pleasant shore, a charming
retreat; I prefer even Procida to the Subura.
For what is so miserable, and what have we seen so solitary, that you would not
believe it worse to fear fires, the constant
collapsing of rooftops, and the thousand dangers of savage