And to the fternys vpfpring fal the fame
Of Julius, that takyn haith hys name
From Iulus, thi nevo, the gret kyng,
As prince difcend of his blude and offpring; 5 Quham, efter this, fovir of thyne entent, Chargit with the fpulze of the orient, Amang the nowmyr of goddis reffaue thou fall, And as a god men fal him clep and call. The cruel tyme fone therefter fal ces, 10 And weris ftanche, al falbe reft and pes;
Ancyant faith, and valiant knychthed, With chafte religioune, fal than the lawys led; The dreidful portis falbe fchet, but faill, Of Janus tempill, the takynar of bataill; 15 With hard irne bandis clafpit faft in cage, Of wykkit bargane tharin the furyus rage Set apon grifly armour in his feyt, And with ane hundreth brafyn chengeis grete Behynd hys bak hard bund hys handis tway, 20 The horribil tyrrant with bludy mouth fal bray. This beand faid, Jupiter ful evyn
Hys fon Mercury fend doune from the hevyn; So that of Cartage baith realm and new cite To luge the Troianys fuld all reddy be, 25 Les than Dido, the deftany myfknawand, Wald thame expell hyr boundis or hyr land. He with gret fard of weyngis flaw throu the fky, And to the cuntre of Liby come in hy:
Thar dyd hys charge; and the folkis of Cartage 30 Thar fers mudis and hartis gan affwage
At the plefour of the god, quhilk thame taucht.
And, firft of othir, the quene hir self has kaucht
Towart the Troianys a ful frendly mynd,
As on to thame tilbe bowfum and kynd.
Ene, at morow rakand throu the Schaw,
Met with hys modir into habit onknaw.
5 Bot al this nyght the reuthfull Eneas,
That in his mynd gan mony thyng compas,
Belive as that the hailfum day wolx lycht,
Dreffit him furth to fpy and haue a fycht
Of new placis; fortil fers and knaw,
10 To quhatkyn coftis he with the wynd was blaw,
Quha thame inhabit, quhidder wild beftis or men,
For al femyt bot wildernes til hym then;
And as he fand schupe till hys feris to schaw:
Hys navy dern amyd the thyk wod fchaw,
15 Vnderneth the holkit hyngand rochis hie,
Dekkit about with mony femly tre,
Quhois fchaddowis dyrk hyd weill the fchippis ilkane.
And he bot with a fallow furth is gane,
With trafte Achates; in athiris hand yfeir
20 The braid fteil heid fchuke on the huntyng fpeir.
Amyd the wod hys moder met thame tway,
Semand a maid in viffage and aray,
With wapynnys like the virgynys of Spartha,
Or the ftowt wench of Trace, Harpalica,
Haftand the hors hir fadir to refkew,
Spedyar than Hebrun, the fwyft flude, dyd perfew: 5 For Venus, eftyr the gys and maner thar,
Ane active bow apon hir fchuldeir bar
As feho had bene a wild hunteres,
With wynd waving hir haris lowfit of tres,
Hir fkyrt kiltit til hir bair kne,
10 And, first of other, onto thame thus fpak sche;
Howe, fay me gjonkeris, faw ze walkand heir
By aventur ony of my fifteris deyr,
The cays of arrowis tachit by hir fyde,
And cled in to the fpottit lynx hyde,
15 Or with lowd cry followand the chays
Eftir the fomy bayr, in thar folace?
Thus faid Venus. And hir fon agane
Anfweris and faid, trewly, maide, in plane
Nane of thi fyfteris dyd I heir ne fe;
20 Bot, O thou virgyne, quham fal I cal the?
Thy viffage femys na mortale creature,
Nor thi voce foundis not lyke to humane nature,
A goddes art thou fuythly to my fycht.
Quhidder thou be Dyane, Phebus fyftir brycht,
25 Or than fum goddes of thir nymphis kynd,
Maiftres of woddis, beis to ws happy and kynd,
Releve our lang travell quhat euer thou be,
And, vndir quhat art of this hevyn fa hie,
Or at quhat coft of the warld finaly
30 Sal we arrive, thou tech ws by and by:
Of men and land onknaw we ar drive will
By wynd and ftorm of fey cachit hiddertill;
And mony fair facrifice and offerand
Befor thyne altar fal de of my rycht hand. 5 Venus answerd, I denge not to reffaue
Sik honour certis, quhilk feris me nocht to haue;
Forto the madynnys of Tyre this is the gyis,
To beir a cays of arowis on this wys,
With rede botynys on thar fchankis hie.
10 This is the realm of Punyce quhilk ze fe,
The pepill of Tyre, and the cite, but mor,
Belt by the folk difcend from Agenor.
The bene in the merchis of Lyby, fans faill,
Inhabit with pepill ondantabill in bataill,
15 Quhar Dido quene rewlis the empyre,
Hydder, for hir brodir, fled from the realm of Tyre:
Lang war the iniuris, the dowtis lang tobe tald,
Bot I the vmafte of the mater fall hald.
Ane husband, quhilk Sycheus hecht, had fche,
20 Rychaft in all the ground of Phenyce,
And ftrangly luffit of the filly Dido;
For be hir fader, as was the maner tho,
By chans fcho was in cleyn virginite
Weddit to hym; bot of Tyre the cuntre
25 In heretage held Pigmalyon hir brodir,
In wikkitnes cruel abufe all othir,
Quhilk, but offence or occafioun of greif,
For blynd cwatyce of gold throu his myfcheif,
Befor the altar, flely with a knyfe,
30 Or he was war, reft Sycheus the lyfe;
And, of the gret luf of hys fyftir fuyr,
Concelyt this cruel deid lang vndir cuyr;
That fals man, by diffaitfull wordis fair,
With vaynhope trumpit the wofull luffar.
5 Bot of hir husband bygravit the ymage
To hir apperis in fleip, with pail viffage,
On mervellus wys, and gan at lenth declare
Quhou he was cruelly flane at the altare;
He fchew the knyf out throw hys breift threst, 10 And all the hyd cryme of hir hows manyfeft: Syne in gret haift exortis hir to fle,
And leif hir native land, and tak the fee;
And, forto help hir onwart by the way,
Vnder the erth quhar ald hurdis hyd lay,
15 Of filuer and gold revelit a huge weght.
Dido heirat commovit, I gou hecht,
For hir departing fallofchip reddy maid;
Togidder conuenys, but ony langar abaid,
All thai quhilk hatis the cruell tyrrantis dedis,
20 Or git his fellon violence fair dredis.
The fchippis that on cays war reddy thar
Thai tuke, and chargit full of gold but mayr.
The trefour of the wrachit Pigmaleon
Is thus caryit our the fey onone:
25 A woman captane is of all this deid.
To gone place ar thai cummyn, thou may
Quhar now ryfis gone large wallis ftowt
Of New Cartage, with hie towris abowt.
Als mekill grond thai bocht at the first tyde
30 As thai mycht compas with a bullis hyde;.
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