Tunc sic Aeneas dulci repetitus amore: tellurem hanc iuro, vota inter nostra frequenter auditam vobis; iuro caput, Anna, tibique germanaeque tuae dilectum mitis Iuli, respiciens aegerque animi tum regna reliqui vestra, nec abscessem thalamo, ni magna minatus meque sua ratibus dextra imposuisset et alto egisset rapidis classem Cyllenius Euris.
Then Aeneas answered, revisited by passion with all its sweetness: I swear by this land, to which you both often heard me appeal when we exchanged vows; I swear by the head of gentle lulus, once so dear to you and to your sister: in sorrow and with a longing look behind I left your kingdom; nor would I have broken off the marriage, had not the god of Cyllene,a with dreadful threats, set me on board with his own hand, and driven the fleet out to sea with swift winds.
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