ÆNEAS, HECTOR, CHORUS.

ÆNE. What mean the watch, O Hector, who by night

Were to their stations in the camp assigned,

That they, with terror smitten, at your chamber

In a nocturnal council have assembled?

And why is the whole army thus in motion?

HEC. Put on thy arms, Æneas.

ÆNE. What hath happened?

Are you informed that in this midnight gloom

The foe hath formed some stratagem?

HEC. They fly!

They mount their ships.

ÆNE. What proof have you of this?

HEC. All night their torches blaze; to me they seem

As if they would not wait to-morrow’s dawn:

But, kindling fires upon their lofty decks,

They sure fly homeward from this hostile land.

ÆNE. But why, if it be thus, prepare your troops

For battle?

HEC. As they mount the deck, this spear

Shall overtake the dastards; I their flight

Will harass: for ’twere base, and prejudicial

As well as base, when Heaven delivers up

The foe into our hands, to suffer those

Who wronged us to escape without a conflict.

ÆNE. Ah! would to Heaven you equally stood foremost

In wisdom, as in courage: but one man

By bounteous Nature never was endued

With knowledge universal: various gifts

Doth she dispense, to you the warrior’s palm,

To others sapient counsels: now you hear

Their torches blaze, you thence infer the Greeks

Are flying, and would lead the troops by night

Over the trenches: but when you have passed

The yawning fosse, should you perceive the foes

Instead of flying from the land, resist,

With dauntless courage, your protended spear,

If you are vanquished, to these sheltering walls

You never can return: for in their flight

How shall the troops o’er slanting palisades

Escape, or, how the charioteer direct

Over the narrow bridge his crashing wheels?

If you prevail, you have a foe at hand,

The son of Peleus, from your flaming torches

Who will protect the fleet, nor suffer you

Utterly to destroy the Grecian host

As you expect; for he is brave. Our troops

Let us then leave to rest from martial toils,

And sleep beside their shields. That we despatch

Amid the foe some voluntary spy,

Is my advice: if they prepare for flight,

Let us assail the Greeks; but if those fires

Are kindled to ensnare us, having learned

The enemy’s intentions, let us hold

A second council on this great emprise.

Illustrious chief, I have declared my thoughts.

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