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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Brutus Iulius Trois Page 04 Venus hastened to answer Aurora You still weep for Memnon but where is Memnon's grave? the squalling Memnonides yearly honor an empty tomb Immortal Memnon dwells in the hall of slain heroes disporting himself among the Hesperides the new guardian of the golden apples To the sinister of Jove sat Juno under her aegis her tunic shimmering with all the bright colors of a peacocks throat her raucous voice louder than its morning song many promises were made said Juno promises to Venus, promises to me some were kept, some were broken of those remaining which will Jove keep? vows to Jove's wife or words to Jove's daughter Should we ask after another judgment from Paris? Minerva glared at the other Goddesses and angrily gave advice to father Jove Banish these unruly Trojan children remove them from all the shores they have known perhaps then peace can be made between us and the Trojan wars truly ended Jove stood and there was silence The Trojans are our children but the Trojans are not children Venus would you have warriors wear woman's tunics and hide in their homes as barbaric anarchy reigns Juno I keep what oaths I may but even I must bow to fates decrees if life's tapestry were to be unraveled even we would be swallowed by chaos The unsettled ones will be gathered and scattered to new homes in the wilderness in the west well protected by wave lies the isle of giant Albion, Neptune's son he that was slain by Hercules to this Isle shall Brutus bring his Trojans To sleeping Brutus Venus softly came Greece is no place for a true Trojan though your cousins shall soon rule here these last Trojans must begin wandering anew When Brutus awoke he sent to the Trojans sent them to hiding, in the deep forest to houses of shelter, to caves in the hills then sent he a message to Pandrasus the king we'd rather die savage beasts than live as tamed pets we are sons of Troy though Troy is no more therefore Pandrasus we now take our leave
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