CHAPTER XVI.

THE WRATH OF JUNO.

Now Juno beheld how the men of Troy were come to the land of Italy,

and were now building them houses to dwell in; and great wrath came

into her heart, and she spake to herself, saying, "Of a truth this

accursed race hath vanquished me. For the flames of Troy burned them

not, neither hath the sea devoured them. And, lo! they are come to the

place where they would be, even to the river of Tiber. Yet could Mars

destroy the whole nation of the Lapithæ, when he was wroth with them;

and Jupiter suffered Diana to prevail against the land of Calydon. Yet

had not the Lapithæ or Calydon done so great wickedness as hath this

nation of Troy. And I, who am the wife of Jupiter, am vanquished by

Æneas! Yet have I means yet remaining to me, for if the Gods of heaven

will not help me, then will I betake me to the powers of hell. From

the kingdom of Latium I may not keep him, and the Gods decree that he

shall have Lavinia to wife. Yet may I hinder the matter. Surely at a

great price shall they buy this alliance; and thy dowry, O virgin,

shall be the blood of Italy and of Troy."

Then Juno descended to the lower parts of the earth, and called to

Alecto from the dwellings of her sisters the Furies--Alecto who loveth

war and anger and treachery, and all evil deeds. Even Pluto hateth

her, aye, and her sisters likewise, so dreadful is she to behold. And

Juno spake to her, saying, "Now would I have thee help me, Daughter of

Night, that I lose not my proper honour. I will not that Æneas should

have the daughter of Latinus to wife, or dwell in the land of Italy.

Seeing therefore that thou canst set brother against brother, and

bring enmity into houses and kingdoms, that they should fall, break

this peace that they have made, and bring to pass some occasion of

war."

Then straightway Alecto betook herself to the dwelling of King

Latinus. There found she Amata, the queen, in great trouble and wrath,

for she loved not the men of Troy, and would have Turnus for her

son-in-law. And the Fury took a snake from her hair, and thrust it

into the bosom of the queen. About her breast it glided unfelt, and

breathed poisonous breath into her heart. And now it became a collar

of twisted gold about her neck, and now a crown about her head,

binding her hair. At the first indeed, when the poison began to work,

and her whole heart was not as yet filled with the fever, she spake

gently and after the wont of a mother, weeping much the while over her

daughter. "Art thou then ready, my husband, to give thy daughter to

this exile of Troy? Hast thou no pity for thyself, or thy daughter, or

me? Well know I that with the first north wind he will fly and carry

her away over the sea. And what of thy word, and of the faith that

thou hast pledged so many times to Turnus thy kinsman? If thou must

seek a son-in-law from the land of the stranger, I hold that they all

be strangers who obey not thy rule, and that the Gods mean not other

than this. And Turnus, if thou wilt inquire more deeply into his

descent, is of the lineage of Inachus, and cometh in the beginning

from the land of Mycenæ."

But when she perceived that her husband heeded not these words, and

when also the poison of the serpent had now altogether prevailed over

her, she ran through the city like to one that is mad. Nay, she

feigned that the frenzy of Bacchus was upon her, and fled into the

woods, taking her daughter with her, to the end that she might hinder

the marriage. Many other women also, when they heard this thing, went

forth, leaving their homes. With bare necks and hair unbound they

went, crying aloud the while; and in their hands they held staves of

pine, and were clad in the skins of wild beasts. And in the midst of

them stood the queen, holding a great pine torch in her hand, and

singing the marriage song of her daughter and Turnus; and her eyes

were red as blood.

Next after this the Fury, deeming that she had overthrown the counsels

of Latinus, sped to the city of Turnus the Rutulian. Now the name of

the city was called Ardea, and Danaë builded it in old time; Ardea is

it called to this day, but its glory hath departed. Now Turnus was

asleep in his palace, and Alecto took upon her the shape of an old

woman, even of Chalybé, who was the priestess of Juno; and she spake,

saying, "Turnus, wilt thou suffer all thy toil to be in vain, and thy

kingdom to be given to another? King Latinus taketh from thee thy

betrothed wife, and chooses a stranger that he should inherit his

kingdom. Juno commanded that I should tell thee this in thy sleep.

Rise, therefore, and arm thy people. Consume these strangers and their

ships with fire. And if King Latinus yet will not abide by his

promise, let him know for himself what Turnus can do in the day of

battle."

But Turnus laughed her to scorn. "That the ships of the stranger have

come to the Tiber, I know full well. But tell me not these tales.

Queen Juno forgetteth me not, therefore I am not afraid; but thou,

mother, art old, and wanderest from the truth, and troublest thyself

for nought, and art mocked with idle fear. Thy business it is to tend

the temples of the Gods and their images, but as for war, leave that

to men, seeing that it is their care."

Greatly wroth was Alecto to hear such words. And even while he spake

the young man shuddered and stared with his eyes, for the Fury hissed

before him with a thousand snakes. And when he would have spoken more,

she thrust him back, and caught two snakes from her hair, and lashed

him therewith, and cried aloud, "Old am I! and wander from the truth!

and am mocked with idle fears! Nay, but I come from the dwelling of

the Furies, and war and death are in my hand!"

And she cast a torch at the youth, and fixed it smoking with baleful

light in his heart. Then, in great fear, he woke, and a cold sweat

burst forth upon him, and he cried aloud for his arms, and was

exceedingly mad for battle. Also he bade the youth arm themselves,

saying that he would thrust the men of Troy out of Italy, aye, and

fight, if need were, with the Latins also. And the people hearkened

unto him, so fair was he, and of noble birth, and great renown in war.

Then Alecto hied her to the place where Iülus was hunting the beasts

of the forest. Now there was a stag, very stately, with exceeding

great horns, which Tyrrheus and his children had brought up from a

fawn. And Silvia, a fair virgin who was his daughter, was wont to

adorn it with garlands, and to comb it, and to wash it with water. By

day it would wander in the woods, and at nightfall come back to the

house. This stag, then, the dogs of Iülus having scented pursued, and

indeed Alecto brought it to pass that this mischief shall befall; and

Iülus also, following hard upon his dogs, shot an arrow at it, nor

missed (for the Fury would have it so), but pierced it through. Then

the wounded beast fled back to the house which it knew, being covered

with blood, and filled it with a lamentable voice, as one that crieth

for help. And Silvia heard it, and cried to the country folk for aid,

who came forthwith, Alecto urging them (for the accursed thing lay hid

in the woods). And one had a charred firebrand and another a knotted

stick, each such weapon as came to his hand. And Tyrrheus, who chanced

to be splitting a tall oak with wedges, led the way, having a great

axe in his hand.

Then did Alecto climb upon the roof, and, sounding with hellish voice

through a clarion, sent abroad the shepherds' signal. And all the

forest trembled at the sound, and Trivia's lake and Nar, with his

white sulphurous wave, and the fountains of Velia; and trembling

mothers pressed their children to their breasts.

Then ran together all the country folk, and the youth of Troy hasted

also to the help of Iülus. And now they fought not with clubs and

charred stakes, but with swords and spears in battle array. Then Almo

fell, the eldest of the sons of Tyrrheus, stricken in the throat, with

many others round him, and among them the old man Galæsus, even as he

offered himself to be a mediator between the two. Most righteous of

men was he, and richest likewise, for he had five flocks of sheep and

five herds of cattle, and tilled the earth with a hundred ploughs.

But Alecto, when she had accomplished these things, hasted to Juno,

and spake, saying, "I have done thy bidding; and now, if thou wilt, I

will to the neighbouring cities, spreading among them rumours of

wars." But Juno answered, "It is enough; there hath been the shedding

of blood. It were not well that the Father should see thee wandering

in the upper air, wherefore depart, and if aught remain to be done, I

will see to it."

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