Vergil Aeneid Lines 418-440

418 Corripuēre viam intereā, quā sēmita mōnstrat.
419 Iamque ascendēbant collem, quī plūrimus urbī
420 imminet adversāsque aspectat dēsuper arcēs.

Meanwhile they hurried along their way, whereby the path shows itself
And already they were ascending the hill which, very large, hangs over the city
And faces the opposite citadels from above.

421 Mīrātur mōlem Aenēās, māgalia quondam,
422 mīrātur portās strepitumque et stratā viārum.
423 Īnstant ardentēs Tyriī: pars dūcere mūrōs
424 mōlīrīque arcem et manibus subvolvere saxa,
425 pars optāre locum tēctō et conclūdere sulcō;

Aeneas admires the structure, once hovels,
He admires the gates and noise and pavements of the roads.
The Tyrians press on, burning; part to extend the walls
and to make the citadel and to roll up the stones with hands,
part chooses the place for a house and closes [it] with a furrow;

426 iūra magistrātūsque legunt sānctumque senātum.
427 Hīc portūs aliī effodiunt; hīc alta theātrīs
428 fundāmenta locant aliī, immānēsque columnās
429 rūpibus excīdunt, scaenīs decora alta futūrīs.

They choose the laws and magistrates, and the sacred senate.
Here some dig out ports; here others establish lofty foundations for theaters,
and they cut out the huge pillars from the rocks,
high decorations for the future stages.

430 Quālis apēs aestāte novā per flōrea rūra
431 exercet sub sōle labor, cum gentis adultōs
432 ēdūcunt fētūs, aut cum līquentia mella
433 stīpant et dulcī distendunt nectare cellās,
434 aut onera accipiunt venientum, aut agmine factō
435 ignāvum fūcōs pecus ā praesēpibus arcent;

Just as labor trains the bees during the new summer through the flowery countrysides
under the sun when they lead forth adult offspring of the race,
Or when they stow liquid honey
and distend the cells with sweet nectar,
or receive the loads of the coming ones, or with the battle line having been made
they keep the drones, the lazy swarm, from the hives;

436 fervet opus redolentque thymō fragrantia mella.
437 "Ō fortūnātī, quōrum iam moenia surgunt!"
438 Aenēās ait et fastīgia suspicit urbis.

the work seethes and the fragrant honey smells of thyme.
"O fortunate ones, whose walls now rise!"
Aeneas says and he looks up at the summits of the city.

439 Īnfert sē saeptus nebulā (mīrābile dictū)
440 per mediōs, miscetque virīs neque cernitur ūllī.

He bears himself having been enclosed with a cloud (marvelous to say)
through the midst of the men and he mingles with the men and he is not seen by anyone.