Luyện nghe bài hát Elsewhere Anchises

Anchises,

Fatherly and intent, was off in a green valley
Surveying and reviewing souls there,
Those due to to the light of the upper world.
It so happened he was just then taking

Of his whole posterity, the and doings,
Traits and of descendants dear to him,
But seeing Aeneas come wading through the
Towards him, he his two hands out
In eager joy, his eyes filled up with
And he gave a "At last! Are you here at last?
I always that your sense of right
Would prevail and keep you to the end.
And am I now to see your face,
My son, and you talk, and talk to you myself?

This is what I and looked forward to
As I counted the days; and my was not misplaced.
To of the lands and the outlying seas
You crossed, my son, to receive this welcome.
And after such dangers! I was that Africa
Might be your undoing." But replied:
"Often and often, father, you would to me,
Your sad shade appear, and that kept me going
To this end. My ships are in the Tuscan sea.
Let me take hand, my father, O let me, and do not

Hold from my embrace." And as he spoke he wept.
Three he tried to reach arms round that neck.
Three the form, reached for in vain, escaped
Like a breeze his hands, a dream on wings.