Fire and sword shall give way before you. You'll go onyour mission,bearing with you the gods that you've snatched from theflames, untilyou come to a strange new land which is kinder to you andto Troythan the country you left. I can see a city of Phyrgiangrandsons,greater than any that is or has been or shall rise hereafter.Other leaders, over the centuries, will render her powerful;but one man born of Iulus' blood will make her themistressof all the world. When the earth has enjoyed his presence,the realmsof the sky will enjoy him too; he is finally destined forheaven.'So I remember that Helenus said to the pious Aeneasbearing his household gods. I rejoice that the walls of my kinsmenare rising so fast, that the Greeks won a war for the good ofthe Trojans.
(It's better to create than destroy what's unnecessary)
Monday, April 5, 2010
Metamorphoses - Book 15:445
Labels: Publius Ovidius Naso
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