Chapter 26

“Against our coast appears a spacious land, Which once the fierce Lycurgus did command, Thracia the name; the people bold in war; Vast are their fields, and tillage is their care, A hospitable realm while Fate was kind, With Troy in friendship and religion join’d. I land; with luckless omens, then adore Their gods, and draw a line along the shore; I lay the deep foundations of a wall, And Aenos, nam’d from me, the city call. To Dionaean Venus vows are paid…