The Aeneid - pg. 240

Then King Evander, founder unaware

Of Rome's great citadel, said:

"These woodland places

Once were homes of local fauns and nymphs

Together with a race of men that came

From tree trunks, from hard oak: they had no way

Of settled life, no arts of life, no skill

At yoking oxen, gathering provisions,

Practising husbandry, but got their food

From oaken boughs and wild game hunted down.

In that first time, out of Olympian heaven,

Saturn came here in flight from Jove in arms,

An exile from a kingdom lost; he brought

These unschooled men together from the hills

Where they were scattered, gave them laws, and chose

The name of Latium, from his latency

Or safe conealment in this countryside.

In his reign were the golden centuries

Men tell of still, so peacefully he ruled,

Till gradually a meaner, tarnished age

Came on with fever of war and lust of gain.

Then came Ausonians and Sicanians,

And Saturn's land now often changed her name,

And there were kings, one savage and gigantic,

Thybris, from whom we afterborn Italians

Named the river Tiber. The old name,

Albula, was lost. As for myself,

In exile from my country, I set out

For the sea's end, but Fortun that prevails

In everything, Fate not to be thrown off,

Arrested me in this land -- solemn warnings

Came from my mother, from the nymph Carmentis,

Backed by the god Apollo, to urge me here."