Ascanius

Ascanio or Iulus (lived: 12th century B.C.E., was the legendary king of Alba Longa and is the son of the Trojan hero Aeneas and Creusa, daughter of Priam, mentioned in the Aeneid.

Quotes by Ascanius:

 * Now go, be proud: now go, mock, | havoc, the virtue of others. These answers | they send the Phrygians who are locked in cages | to the Rutuli lord of the countryside. (Publio Virgilio Marone, Aeneid)

Quotes about Ascanio:

 * My feminine side is revealed in having staged Ascanio, the son of Aeneas that Purcell does not include. But for Virgil it is fundamental. (Chiara Muti)
 * The woman spoke to the newborn while she cradled him: «Always remember the story of your origin, of the beginning, of the birth of the gens Giulia, your father's family. I, your mother, come from an ancient lineage, the gens Aurelia, whose name derives from the sun; your father's blood has joined my blood, and our gens, unlike the families enriched through corruption and violence, is the most noble in all of Rome. The goddess Venus lay with the shepherd Anchises, and from the relationship Aeneas was born. Subsequently, Aeneas was forced to flee from a burning Troy, set on fire by the Greeks. He escaped together with his father, his wife Creusa and his son Ascanius, who here in Rome is called Iulus. Aeneas' father and wife perished during the long journey from distant Asia to Italy. Here, Iulo founded Alba Longa. Years later, the beautiful princess Rhea Silvia of Alba Longa, direct descendant of Iulus, was possessed by the god Mars and from that union Romulus and Remus were born. Romulus founded Rome. Your family is directly related to Iulo, from whom the gens Giulia takes its name. (Santiago Posteguillo)

Publius Virgilio Marone, Aeneid:

 * Ah good boy, in whose virtue one advances! | So I went to the stars. Now you show well | that you were born from the gods, and that other gods | they will be born from you. You are well worthy | that every war that fate still threatens | at the house of Assáraco, calm down | for your greatness, to which Troy is lesser, | yes, he already doesn't understand you. (Apollo: book IX)
 * In the midst of the ranks the vague Iulus, | great nephew of Dardano and great care | of the beautiful Ciprigna, his face and head | naked, it shone like a clear gem that in òr tied others rays from the chest | or from the forehead; or what from a learned hand | in committed ebony, or in terebinth | white ivory appears in his eyes. | Above the milky neck the blond hair | had stretched out, and a slow golden ribbon | I made him both a frieze and a knot. (book
 * Aeneas, of the Roman lineage author, | with his celestial weapons and shield | who had come from the stars earlier, | I went out on the other side, and with me on equal terms | Ascanius, his son, of the great Rome | the second hope. (book XII)

Related entries:

 * Aeneas – father