I beg you, therefore, by the gentle light and winds of heaven, undefeated one, and by your father, by your growing son, Iülus, save me from these evils: either cast earth upon my body—for you can— 480 and seek again the port of Velia; or if there be any way, if you are given such power by your goddess mother (for I cannot think that you are now prepared to cross such mighty rivers and the marsh 485 of Styx without the gods’ protection), give your own right hand to wretched Palinurus and take me with you past the waters, that at least in death I find a place of rest.”
