. . . Cyclopum educta caminis 



Maenia conspicio, atque adverse fornice portas. 



His demum exactis, perfecto munere Dives, 

 Devenere locos laetos et amsena vireta 

 Fortunatorum nemorum sedesque beatas. 

 Largior hie campos aether et lumine vestit 

 Purpureo: solemque suum, sua sidera norunt. 



VIRGIL, Mn, vi. 630. 



They leave at length the nether 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 favoured heads; 



And, purged from mists that veil our earthly skiea, 



Shine suns and stars unseen by mortal eyes. 



