The Æneid of Virgil Translated Into Scottish Verse. Volumes 1 & 2. Virgil

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      As thunderis blast, and rekand as the pyk,

      With gledis sparkand as the hail als thik;

      Vpspring the blesis and fyry lumpis we se,

      Quhilk semyt forto lik the starnys hie;20

      Sum tyme it rasyt gret rochys, and oft will

      Furth bok the bowellis or entralis of the hyll,

      And lowsyt stanys vpwarpys in the ayr

      Rownd in a sop, with mony crak and rayr:

      The stew of byrnand heyt law from the grond25

      Vpstrikis thar, that doith to hevyn rebound.

      The rumour is, doun thrung vndir this mont

      Enchelades body with thundir lyis half bront,

      And hydduus Ethna abufe his belly set;

      Quhen he lyst gant or blaw, the fyre is bet,30

      And from that furnys the flambe doith brist or glide:

      Quhou oft he turnys our his irkit syde

      All Sycil trymblys, quaking with a rerd,

      And vgly stew ourquhelmys hevyn and erd.

      That nycht, lurkand in woddis, we remane,5

      Of feirfull monstris sufferand mekil pane;

      Bot quhat causyt syk noys na thing we saw:

      For nowthir lycht of planetis mycht we knaw,

      Nor the brycht poyll, nor in the ayr a starn,

      Bot in dyrk clowdis the hevynnys warpit darn;10

      The moyn was vndir walk and gave na lycht,

      Haldyn ful dym throu myrknes of the nycht.

      CAP. IX.

      Of the Greik clepit Achemenydes

      Rehersyng Ene the natur of Ciclopes.

      The secund day be this sprang fra the est,

      Quhen Aurora the wak nycht dyd arest

      And chays fra hevyn with hir dym skyis donk:15

      Than suddanly, furth of the woddis ronk,

      We se a strange man, of form onknaw;

      A lenar wight, na mayr pynyt, I ne saw,

      Nor ȝit sa wrachitly beseyn a wy;

      Towart the cost, quhar that we stude in hy,20

      Hys handis furth he strekis askand supple.

      We hym behald, and al hys cors gan se

      Maist laithly ful of ordur, and hys berd

      Rekand doun the lenth neir of a ȝerd;

      Hys tawbart and array sewyt with breris:

      Bot he was Greik be all hys othir feris,

      And vmquhile was, as eftir weil we kend,5

      To Troy intil hys faderis armour send.

      This ilk man, fra he beheld on far

      Troiane habitis, and of our armys wes war,

      At the first sicht he styntit and stude aw,

      And fra hys pays begouth abak to draw;10

      Bot sone eftyr cummys rynnyng in a rays

      Down to the schoir, wepyng and askand grace:

      O ȝe Troianys, be all the planetis, quod he,

      Be all the starnys and the goddis hie,

      And be the hailsum spreit of hevynnys lycht,15

      I beseik tak me with ȝou, catyve wycht,

      And leid me in quhat land at euer ȝe ples:

      That may suffys; that war my hartis eys.

      I knaw me ane of the Grekis navy;

      In weir to Troy cuntre, I grant, socht I;20

      For the quhilk deid, gyf that of our trespas

      Sa gret the offence and the iniurys was,

      Rent me in pecis, and in the fludis swak,

      Or drown law vndir the large seys brak.

      Gyf that I perych, it is ȝit sum comfort25

      That I of mennys handis deing at schort.

      Quod he; and tharwith, grulyng on hys kneis,

      He lappit me fast by baith the theys:

      We hym exort to schaw quhat was his name,

      Of quhat kynrent and blude cummyn at hame,30

      And syne to tell quhat forton had hym betyde.

      My fader Anchisis na ma wordis wald byde,

      Bot furthwith gaue that ȝong man his richt hand,

      And assurys hys spreit with that presand:

      He at the last this dreid has done away,5

      And on this wys begouth to carp and say;

      Of the realm Itachia I am, but les,

      And of the cumpany of fey Vlixes,

      And Achemenydes onto name I hait,

      Cummyn onto Troy with my fader of lait,10

      Bot a puyr wageour, clepyt Adamastus;

      Wald God ȝit the sam forton remanyt to ws!

      My falloschip onwytting forȝet me heir,

      Quhen tha thir cruel marchys left for feir,

      And in the Ciclopes huge cave tynt me;15

      A gowsty hald within, laithly to se,

      Ful of vennom and mony bludy meys.

      Bustuus hie Poliphemus set at deys

      Thar remanys, that may the starnys schaik;

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