The Aeneid by Virgil Book 6 Page 11

second fails not, golden too, and the spray bears leaf of the selfsame ore. Search then with eyes aloft and, when found, duly pluck it with your hand; for of itself will it follow you, freely and with ease, if Fate be calling you; else with no force will you avail to win it or rend it with hard steel. Moreover, there lies the dead body of your friend – ah, you know it not! – and defiles all the fleet with death, while you seek counsel and hover on our threshold. Bear him first to his own place and hide him in the tomb. Lead black cattle; be these your first peace offerings.

Only so will you survey the Stygian groves and realms the living may not tread.” She spoke, and with closed lips was silent.

With sad countenance and downcast eyes, Aeneas wends his way, quitting the