the war should be over. But as soon as the Thracian monarch heard of
the fall of Troy he treacherously slew the young prince and seized all
his father's treasure.

False to divine and human laws,
The traitor joins the conqueror's cause,
Lays impious hands on Polydore,
And grasps by force the golden store.
Fell lust of gold! abhorred, accurst!
What will not men to slake such thirst?
CONINGTON, _AEneid_, BOOK III.

When AEneas related this story to his father and the other Trojan
chiefs, they all agreed to depart forthwith from a land polluted by so
black a crime. But first they performed funeral rites on the grave of
Polydorus, erecting two altars which they decked with cypress wreaths,
the emblem of mourning, and offering sacrifices to the gods.

Soon afterwards, the winds being favorable, they set sail, and in a
few days reached De'los, one of the isles of Greece, where there was a
famous temple of Apollo. A'ni-us, the king of the island, and a priest
of Apollo, gave them a hospitable reception. In the great temple they
made suitable offerings, and AEneas prayed to the god to tell them in
what country they might find a resting place and a home. Scarcely had
the prayer been finished when the temple and the earth itself seemed
to quake, whereupon the Trojans prostrated themselves in lowly
reverence upon the ground, and presently they heard a voice saying:
"Brave sons of Dar'da-nus, the land which gave birth to your ancestors
shall again receive your race in its fertile bosom. Seek out your
ancient mother. There the house of AEneas shall rule over every coast,