, . . Cyclopurn educta caminis 



Moenia conspicio, atque adverse fornice portas. 



His clemum exactis, perfecto niunere Divte, 

 Devenere locos leetos et amcena vireta 

 Fortunatorum nemorum sedesque beatas. 

 Largior hie compos aether et lumine vestit 

 Purpureo : solemque suum, sua sidera norunt. 



VIRGIL, JEn. vi. 630 



They leave at length the iiether gloom, and stand 

 'Before the portals of a better land : 

 To happier plains they come, and fairer groves, 

 The seats of those whom heaven, benignant, loves 

 A brighter day, a bluer ether, spreads 

 Its lucid depths above their favored heads ; 

 And, purged from mists that veil our earthly skies, 

 Shine suns and stars unseen by mortal eyes. 



