I LETTER VII. SIR, AM now to collect the Paffages of the Æneid, mentioned in my former Letters, and bring them together with the rhym'd and blank Verfe Tranflations. The first Paffage is this (not to take notice of the very first Lines, which Mr. Pit has tranflated in two different manners) "Sic cunétus pelagi cecidit fragor, æquora poftquam Profpiciens genitor, cæloque invectus aperto "Flectit equos, curruque volans dat lora fecundo. Dr. Trapp, "So all the hurry of the Ocean ceas'd, "Soon as its God appear'd above the Waves: "Who, managing his Steeds in Air ferene, "Flies fwift with flacken'd Reins and loose Career. Mr. Pit, "Then did the roaring Waves their Rage compose, "When the great Father of the Flood arofe, "Rapt by his Steeds he flies in open Day, "Throws up the Reins, and skims the watry Way. "Atque rotis fummas levibus pellabitur undas. Dr. Trapp, Dr. Trapp, "And with light Wheels upon the Surface rides, Mr. Pit, "Then mounted on his radiant Carr he rides, "And wheels along the Level of the Tides. Again, "Eole (namque tibi divům pater atque bominum rex "Et mulcere dedit fluctus, & tollere vento) O Æolus (for thee "The Sire of Gods, and King of Men impow'rs "To smooth the Waves, or raise them with the Wind.) 66 Mr. Pit, Since mighty Jove, "The King of Men, and Sire of Gods above, "Gives thee, great Edus, the Power to raise "Storms at thy fovereign Will, and smooth the Seas, Again, "Sic ait, & dicto citius tumida æquora placat, "Collectafque fugat nubes, folemque reducit. 66 Dr. Trapp, "So fpake the God, and fooner than he spoke Appeas'd the toffing of the Waves, difpell'd "The Clouds collected, and restor'd the Sun, Mr. Pit, "He fpoke, and fpeaking chas'd the Clouds away, "Hufh'd the loud Billows, and restor❜d the Day. "Lull'd in her Lap to reft, the Queen of Love "Conveys him to the foft Idalian Grove. Again, Ubi tot Simois correpta fub undis Dr. Trapp, "Where Simois in his rapid Torrent rolls "So many Warriour Bodies, Helms and Shields. Mr. Pit, Mr. Pit, "Where Simois Streams incumber'd with the Slain, "Roll'd Shields, and Helms, and Heroes to the Main. Again, * Urbs antiqua fuit, Tyrii tenuere coloni Carthago, Italiam contra, Tiberinaque longe "Oftia, dives opum, ftudiifque afperrima belli, Dr. Trapp, "Fronting th' Italian Coaft, and Tyber's Mouth, "Tho' far remote, an ancient City stood. "Carthage its Name, à Colony of Tyre, "Mighty in Wealth, and rough in study'd War, Mr. Pit, "Against th' Italian Coaft, of ancient Fame, "A City rofe, and Carthage was the Name; "A Tyrian Colony: From Tyber far, “Rich, rough, and brave, and exercis'd in War, Again, "Hoc metuens, molemque & montis infuper altos Dr. Trapp, *But fearing this, the Sovereign of the Gods "Pent them in gloomy Caves, and o'er them threw "Vaft Piles of maffy Rocks; impos'd a King, "Who fhould by certain Measures know to curb, "Or, when commanded, to indulge their Rage. Mr. Pit, F 2 Mr. Pit, "But Jove, the mighty Ruin to prevent, "In gloomy Caves th' Aereal Captives pent: "O'er their wild Rage the pond'rous Rock he spread, "And hurl'd huge Heaps of Mountains on their Head; "And gave a King commiffioned to restrain Hurl'd, buge, Heaps, Head, all in the fame Line, to imitate Virgil's Metuens, Molem, Montis. And again, Fatti de nomine Byrfam; "Sed vos qui tandem, quibus aut veniftis ab oris, Quove tenetis iter? Dr. Trapp, And the Name of Byrfa gave "In Mem❜ry of the Deed. But, in your turn, "At length inform me, who, and whence you are, "And whither bound? Mr. Pit, "Hence Byrfa nam'd: But now ye Strangers, fay, "Who? Whence you are? And whither lies your way? There is no Occafion to make any more Remarks upon these Lines. Nov. 20. 1736. I am, SIR, &c. LET |