Aeneas' version of the siege of Troy is possibly the most moving literature I have read this semester. Perhaps it is because I like Aeneas better than Odysseus, perhaps I just feel bad for him. This quote describes their state perfectly. "The desperate odds doubled their fighting spirit: from that time on, like predatory wolves in fog and darkness...through arrow flights and enemies we ran toward our sure death, straight for the city's heart." He describes an agile crew that valiantly assembles against the enemy of Troy, despite their impending doom. They fight well and hard before those who were left alive finally accept defeat and escape the city.
This scene is so dramatic because Aeneas describes the savagery of the war in killing women and children. Blood and dead bodies lie everywhere. You can feel the impending defeat sinking deeper and deeper into Aeneas' chest as the situation gets worse. Not only does he lose his city, but also his beloved wife. If only they hadn't traded their security for the simple fraud of Sinon, "Keep faith, Troy, as you are kept from harm If what I say proves true, if what I give is great and valuable."
Chapter two ends with the grave lament:
"...No help or hope of help existed. So I resigned myself, picked up my father, and turned my face toward the mountain range."
p.s. I commented on Abbie George's
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