Luyện nghe bài hát Elsewhere Anchises

Anchises,

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

Of his posterity, the destinies and doings,
Traits and qualities of dear to him,
But seeing Aeneas come wading through the
Towards him, he his two hands out
In eager joy, his eyes filled up tears
And he a cry: "At last! Are you here at last?
I always trusted that sense of right
prevail and keep you going to the end.
And am I now allowed to see face,
My son, and hear you talk, and talk to you

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

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