Great Regulars: And here--my favorite passage in the poem--

is the moment when ever dutiful Aeneas, with his exhausted, despairing father at his side, balances the awesome burdens of past and future:

So I resigned myself, picked up my father,
And turned my face toward the mountain
range.

([Robert] Fitzgerald)

So I gave way at last and
lifting my father, headed toward the
mountains.

([Robert] Fagles)

from Brad Leithauser: The New York Times: Wars and a Man

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