Didos death. Translated out of the best of Latine poets, into the best of vulgar languages. By one that hath no name

DIDOS DEATH .

Translated out of the best of Latine Poets , into the best of vulgar Languages .

By one that hath no name .

LONDON : Printed by N. O. for Walter Burre . 1622.

The fourth Booke of VIRGILS AENEID . BVt the already hurt heauy-grieu'd Queene . The wound seeds in her veines of fire vnseene : The mans much worth , great honor of the nation Runs in her mind , his lookes , and his relation , In print stick in her thoughts , no rest griefe yeelds . Next day with sun light had suruayd the fields , And from the Pole remoou'd the Dewy shade , When she thus ill in health , well yet ill sayd To her owne-minded sister , sister Anne , What dreames fright mee in doubt ? who may this Man ? This new guest be thus lighted on our Land ? What man-like looks ? How stout of heart & hand , He is in saith , faith is not vaine , of Race , Doubtlesse diuine , Feare argues spirits base : Ah , with what fortunes tost , what battels fought , Saw he and sung ? Sure setled in my thought Were it not neuer more wedlocke to proue , Since I through death alas , lost my first loue , Did I not lothe ioyes of the mariage bed , This one time I , perhaps , might fall to wed , For I 'le confesse Nan , since our houses staine , My haplesse husband was by brother slaine , This onely man hath mou'd my faltring mind , And stir'd some sparks , markes of old flames I find . But may the opening earth first swallow me ( Chaste modesty ) Ioues Thunder make me see The Ghosts , pale Ghosts of hell , and deaths deepe night , E're I wrong thee , or thy lawes loosly slight : He that my first loue had , hath , and shall haue All my affection buried in his graue . So said and bosome fild with weeping eyes ; O , more then life lou'd sister Anne , replies , Will you alone still mourning , youth outwearing . Barre your selfe Venus blessing-sweets , son bearing ? Thinke you the dead like that , or soules departed ? Although no sutors , sick , while fresh griefe smarted , No Lybian Lords for husbands could be priz'd , Though euen at Tyre Iarbas was despisde ; And Chiefes , which Africk rich in Triumphs shows Were scorn'd , will you a loue you like oppose ? Forget you in whose coast you planted are , Here Townes Getulian , men vnmatcht in warre ; Vnbrideled Numids there , sands on that side , Of Syrtis Desert dry , and raging wide Barcaans : not to tell warres that may tide From Tyre through brothers threats — Friend Iuno , lucky gods , auspicious weather , Sure brought these Troian ships in good time hither . O what a Towne of this ( sister ) your eyes May see from such a match , what Empire rise ? To what exployts , if Troian valour goe . In company , may Punicke glory grow ? Aske you but gods good will , goe sacrifice , And entertaining ghest with courtesies , Quoyne causes for his stay , winter amaine Rageth at sea , and stormy starres now reigne , Such bruisd ships may not brook weather so foule : These words inflame the with loue burning soule Giue doubtfull hopes , & blushing feares controule . First to the Temple Altars they repaire , For lucke , as vse is , slaine two-yeerelings are , To Bacchus , Phabus , Ceres , lawgiuar , And Iuno chiefe , that takes of wedlocke care , Faire Dido in her right hand holds the cup , Which in the white Cow's forehead she turns vp , Or for the gods , and their fat Altars lifts Her dauncing lims , or day makes new with gifts , Or in poore Beasts cleft bosome poring pries , With their yet panting entrailes too aduise : Alas blind Augurs , what helpe can be had , From holy Church , or vowes for women mad . A soft sweete fire the marrow eates , conceald , A greene wound in the heart is hid , not heald : Poore Dido burnes in loue , out of her mind , All o're the Towne she gads , so the hurt Hynd , Some shepheard hunting in the forrest hit , Vnwares , farre off , leauing , not knowing it , His deadly arrow sticking in her fide , Through woods & lawnes , o're hills & vallies hied , Now through the streetes shee doth Aeneas guide , Shewes the Townes wealth , and how t is fortified , Offers to speake , halfe vtterd words call in , And as day ends , the same feasts still begin . Againe to heare Troyes turmoyles fond she prayes , Hangs on his lips , depends on that he saies , And parted , when by turns , clouds , moon-light shade And shooting starres declining sleepe perswade , Alone she mournes , for bed on voyde floore lies , And absent , absent him both heares and eyes , Or caught with fathers shape in lap doth feate Ascanius , loue vnspeakeable to cheate , Buildings begun , rise not , young men vntrain'd , Nor ports for peace , nor forts for warre maintaind , Works broken off stand still , huge threatning wall With skie-high Engen stands as it would fall . When Ioues deere wife found her so plaguy ill , That no care of her fame stopt her wood-will , Thus to faire Venus Saturns daughter sayes , Large spoyles no doubt you get and goodly praise You , and your lad , great memorable Name , If craft of two gods conquer one poore Dame , Nor faild I , knowing how my Towne you feare , And how suspect high Carthage houses were , But shall there be no end ? Why still such strife ? Better eternall peace make man and wife . Contract let vs , you haue your hearts desire . Poore Dido burnes with loue , her back 's on fire , Let vs in common then this people sway , And blesst , let her loue cherish , and obay This Troian , that for dowre these Tyrians may Handfast . To her that with dissembling heart , She saw spake this , Romes Empire to conuert To Carthage , Venus answerd , who would chuse , Vnwise to warre with thee , or this refuse Great Iuno , so successe make thy words good , If ( which I doubt ) with fates decree it stood , To make one Towne of Troy and Tyre if loue Such mixing league , such vnion approue , Y●u are his wife , his mind t is sit you moue , Oh then I am your seruant . Iuno cries , That care be mine , but now let vs deuise , How things may come to passe , mark and I 'le shew AEneas and vnhappy Dido goe A hunting to the woods when next dayes light Shall shew the world the suns beams rising bright On them a black cloud mixt with haile I 'le poure , And while the fearefull troups ride searching o're The woods for shrowds , thunder shall fill the skie ; And darke night hide the flying company About the forrest round , a Grot or Caue Dido , the same the Troian chiefe shall haue , Where present , if your mind be well made known , In wedlocke firme I 'le ioyne her for his owne , A ioyfull wedding t will be , naught opposing . Venus doth nod , and smiles at her found glosing ; Meane time the sea forsaking morning rose , By day break throgh the Ports , youth chosen goes Hays , toyls & hunting staues , steele headed round , Ranke riders store , and deepe fleete good nosde hound , At the Queenes lingring chamber doore , the best Of Cartha●e waite , in gold and purple drest , Feirce trampling horse stand champing foming bits , At length with mighty troupe forward she sits , Rich robe about imbrodered sca●● she weares , At which gilt Quiuer hangs ●old curles her haires , And golden loops , the 〈◊〉 garment tye , Braue too the Troia● 〈◊〉 ●s goe stately by , And glad I●vlu● , b●●●●●●e them all , Fairest Aeneas ioyning troupes , doth fall In consort , like Apollo , when he rides , From Lycian wintering , and Xanthus tides , To visite Mothers Dele , to maske and dance About his altars mixed Cretans prance , Mad , merry Greekes and painted Scythians , On Cynthus top he stalkes , his loose lockes wound Vp in gold curls for sport with green bough cround The arrowes clattering at his backe like pace Aeneas went , like glory in his face . Come to the mountaines , and wild dens vntrac't , The put-vp kids , from craggy rocks make hast To clamber vp the hill , while downe amaine . Dust raising Heards of deere , scowre ore the plaine While in the Lawns now these now those in course Ascanius beates , proud of swift running horse , And for those harmeles beasts from hill praies some Wild foming Boare , or Lyon fierce may come . Mean while great thundring murmur fils the clouds And storm with mixt hail follows , soon for shrouds The Lords of Tire and Troian vouch seeke out , And young Ascanius fearefull fields about . From hils downe torrents rush , one caue or grot , Did● , ●he same the Troian chiefe had got : First earth , and Iuno wedlocks friend , giue signes As party to the Match , skie-lightning shines . And fairy Nymphs house from the highest hils , This first day of her death , first of her ils , Cause was , no care of State nor fame doth moue Dido , henceforth no thought of stealing loue , She calls it marriage , and with that faire name , Clokes the foule fault : but quickly the ill fame Through Africks Citties great goes . Fame an ill , None fleeter , that doth grow with mouing still , And going gathers strength , smal first throgh feare , Forthwith vnto the skie her selfe doth reare , The goe by ground in clouds doth hide her head , Whom Mother earth , stird by gods wrath t is sed , Brought fourth Euceladus and Ceius last Sister swift feete and wings pernicious fast Th' huge dreadful monster hath each fether vnder A waking eye , as many more ( to wonder ) Tongues , speaking mouthes , and listning eares like number . A nights , to sweete sleepe neuer bending eyes , Through heauen , amidst earthes shades shee shreiking flies . By day strange sentinell , on top she sets Of house or towers high and great townes threts , As well as vttering truthes lewd lies regrating , Glad now shee fild the people with much prating , Things done , and neuer done alike relating , How Dido faire matching her selfe is mating With one Aeneas come of Troian blood , But through lewd loue forgetting kingdoms good They winter too long hugging now in sports Consume . Mens mouths fild round with these reports The fiend to King Iarbas bends her course , T' incense his mind , and raging wrath inforce . Him Garamas his rauisht daughter bare , To : Ammon . he a hundred Temples faire , In his large land to Ioue had consecrated A hundred Altars where Priests euer waited , And holy fire still burnt with blood of beast Fat soyle , doores florishing with Garlands drest , He mad in mind , inragde with this ill newes , Before the Altars and the gods did vse This speech on knees , with hands vp heau'd to loue , Almighty Iupiter , whom Moores that loue To feast on painted beds doe honour , now Like Bacchus seest thou this ? or doe we bow With vaine feare father to thy thunder strokes , Or doe clouds empty sounds and shining smokes Fright vs ! a woman wandring vp and downe Our Coast bought leaue to build a little towne , She to whom lawes with land to till we gaue , That vs to husband would not daigne to haue , Master AEneas takes to Lord and marries , And now with his halfe men the spruce-chind Paris , Whose gofferd haire newfangled cap keeps down ; In ioyes his rape , while with rich gifts we crowne Thy Temples , fond of such sires vaine renowne . Him plaining thus and Altars holding fast . Th' Almighty heard , and angry looke downe cast On the Queenes Court , and to forgetfull Louers , Of their good name , then thus his will discouers To Mercury : go sonne , call west-winds , flie To Troian chiefe , that doth in Carthage lie , Looking for Cities yet by fates decreed , Respects not , post my words throgh aire with speed , Say his faire mother no such man proposde , When twice in combate twice with siege enclosde From Greekes we sau'd him ; but one such as should Rule Italy in Empire fruitefull , bould In battels , and such race from Troy vnfold , As might the whole world in awe and order hold . If glory of so great things moue him not , Nor his owne praise with paine and labour got , Enuies the fire his sonne Ascanius Should rule in Rome ? what plots , hopes make him thus In foes l●nd linge● , laying Italy , And all thoughts of his Latine off-spring by ? Get him to sea , that 's all , from vs this tell , Quoth Iupiter , his s●nne beving fell To tying on his golden winged shoes , With which , o're sea and land aloft a goes , Swift as a gale , the white wand in his hands , With which he cals pale soules from hell : comman●s Some thither sad : giues sleep , and sleep depriues , Eies sealing vp in death , with this a driues The winds , and ouer clouds tempestuous swims , Now flying tops he sees , and craggy b●ims Of Atlas hard whose height heauen vnderprops , Of Atlas , that in foule mists eue wrops His wooddy wind and weather beaten head , His shoulders with deepe snow still falling spred , Riuers runne downe his aged chin , his beard With I ceacles all horrid , hory-hayrd . Here first Cyllemus his wings plaining , stayd Then shooting body downe , steepe stooping made , Like Riuer hanke that late Tree , steeple high , Now close , by fish , full brooks banke low doth flie Cyllenes son , so comming f●om her father , His twigging wings , twixt heauen & earth did gather Ore Africks sandy Coast cutting the wines , Soone as his winged feete huts toucht , he finds , Aeneas founding Castles , new house building His sword shind , set with stones like stars and guilding Fire-red , rich robe about his shoulders told , A gift faire Dido wrought with finest gold : Straight to him O thou man vxorious sayes , That founding Carthage faire Town now dost raise , Forgetting thine owne State affaires , the King Of gods , whose power heauen & earth can wring , From bright Olympus , sends me downe to bring Thee post throgh aire with speed this his command : What plot 's ? hopes make thee linger in Foes land , If glory of those gre●t things moue thee not , Nor thy owne praise with paine and labour got , Ascanius rising yet regard , and those Hopes of thy son and heires , to whom Rome owes Empire in Italy : Cyllanius Out of his sight as a was speaking thus , Vanisht to ayre , the vision senselesse strucke AEneas mute , in throate speech faltring stucke , Through feare his stairing haire an end did stand , Faine would he flie , and leaue the lou'd sweet land , Astonisht with such message , gods command . But O , how shall he doe ? what words may win The angry Queene ? where shall he first begin 〈◊〉 musing mind , now this , now that way hasting : ●●guing to and fro , and all doubts casting : At length on this , as best opinion falls , Mnesteus , Sergestus , stout Cloanthus calls To rigge the Fleete , get men aboard , Armes fit , All without noise , dissembling cause of it . Meane while , ere Dido know what they intend Good soule , that hopes such loue shall neuer end , Himselfe will try the best time Ice to breake , And way most fit for his affaires to speake , They glad , obeying all , soone did his will , But to deceiue a Louer , who hath skill ? Their craft , their plots , and all they goe about , The Queene suspecting all-safe , first found out The same fame impious to her rage declard , The Fleete was arming , men for sea prepard , She stormes , and witlesse round about the towne , Runs mad , like Bacchus she priests vp & downe , Incensde in their Trienniall sacrifice , With Bacchus and Cytherons nightly cries . At length she first falls on AEneas thus , And couldst thou hope false man , to goe from vs In silence , hiding sinne so detestable ? Was not my loue ? nor thy faith plighted able , Nor the ill death Dido would die ? to stay Thy voyage , but that posting thus away , Thou wilt in winter , and with stormes vnkind , To sea , strange lands dwellings vnknowne to find ? Alas , if old Troy were to saile vnto , To Troy , in sea so growne thou wouldst not goe . Me fliest thou ? By these teares , that hand of thine Since I haue nought else haplesse left me mine , By our contract , halfe marriage , if of thee I ought deseru'd well euer , if in me Ought pleasde , some pittie let house falling find , If prayers may take place , pray change this mind , For thee all Africks peoples hate I beare Of Numid Kings , and Tyrians ill will feare , And chastity I lost for thee the same , My so to starres extold first fame , good name , For whom , O doest thou leaue me dying , Guest , That onely name of husband , now doth rest , Why stay I ? till Pigmaleon ouerthrow My Towne ? Or till the Moore Iarbas shew Me captiue : had I yet ere thou hadst gon By thee , to play withall some little one , Aeneas onely looking like A child I should not seeme so wholely left beguild , Quoth she , On Ioues will he , that fixt his eyes , Suppressing sorrow in his heart , replies At length , thus short , faire Queene neuer will I , Most you can speake of , your deserts deny , Nor leaue remembring Queene Elizabeth , Tll I forget my selfe , while I haue breath . Now to the businesse , somewhat I shall say , I neuer went about to steale away : Inuent it not , nor hop'd to hide my going Nor euer marriage meant , nor came a woing , If fates would let me leade the life I would , And as I list compose my cares , I should Troy first affect where friends sweete reliques rest , Pyrams high house should stand , and my hand blest Another new Troy for the vanquisht found , But now for Italy by Phoebus bound , Great Italy , by Oracles command , There lies my loue , and that my Countrey land , If you a Tyrian Carthage stay to eye , A Towne in Africk , why should you enuy Vs men of Troy , to plant in Italy , We two for Crownes , may forraine kingdomes try , My sire , Anchyses troubled ghost doth fright Me in my sleepe , warning as oft as night Clothes earth with dewy shades , & stars rise bright And deere head wrong'd , Ascanius to my child Mooues me , of Crowne and fatall lands beguild But , lately Hermes sent from Ioue ( I call Both heads to witnesse , through swift aire brought all The Gods w ll , I the God saw plaine as day , Entring the Towne , and heard all he did say , Leaue then to vexe me , and thy self with plaining I Italy pursue not of my selfe — By this on him thus speaking with a frowne , She lookt auerse , and ●owl●ng vp and downe , St ll eyes beheld him round , at last a fire Burst out , false-man : true Troian to thy Sire Thou neuer hadst , Nor Goddesse to thy mother ; But some hard-hearted stony Rocke or other Bred thee , some Scythyan Tygres was thy Nurse , For why dissemble I ? or stay for worse , Not sigh while I wept ? not at all eyes moouing , Not yeeld , orecome one Teare , nor me so louing Once pitty : which to which shall I first settle , Now now alas no more , Iuno the great Nor Saturnes , sonne beholding this is iust , Whom , when , ah where shall any safely trust . I entertaind thee landlesse , poore , out cast And witlesse , partner in my Kingdome plact , Lost fleete and friends , from death restord to thee O whither fired do Furies hurry me . Apollo now forsooth , now Oracles Now sent from Ioue himselfe , Gods Truch-man tels , Their pleasure harsh , as if those higher powers Would take such paines or quiet car'd for ours . I stay thee not , nor to thy pleas reply , Goe , seeke Kingdomes at Sea , search Italy Among the winds . I trust if ought at all Good Gods can do , thy punishment shall fall Among the Rocks , and thou on Dido call Full oft , I le follow in fire Funerall , And when cold death from flesh this soule shal seuer A ghost i le haunt thee lewd man , tortur'd euer Thou shalt be and I heare of it in Hell , Then ill ayre . As these speeches from her fell She flies , and from his sight flinging away , Left him much fearing , meaning much to say : Her fainting Limbs her waiting Maids conuey'd To Chamber rich and soone in soft bed laid , But good AEneas though he fayne would ease Her griefe with Comfort : wo with words appease In mind , made weake through mighty loue , much mourning Yet doth obey Gods Will . To Fleete returning , And then along the shore the Troians fall , To worke , to launch their new Carynd ships tall , Bearing aboard for Ores greene boughs and all Rough Ok●s vnwrought for hast . By Gy●ges from all parts one might see them hurry , And as when Ants foreseeing Winter , bury In their small hils , huge heapes of spoyled Corn , The black troupe flocks a field , and often borne The booty is through grasse by narrow path , Great graines to shoulder forward one part hath In charge , another to conduct the swarme , And punish faults , all parts with work wax warme . What seeing this thought Dido , what felt she Poore soule , how sight on shore such worke to see From her high Castle , and before her eyes , Her whole-sea fild so , with such shooting cryes , V ld Loue what dost thou not mans hart compel ? Againe to weeping forc't againe , she fell To loue submitting humble prayers to try , That she vnprooud leaue nothing ere she dye , ●ee sister Anne to sh●re , how hasting heady , They flock on all sides , sayles f●r wind are ready : With streaming Flags , glad Saylors , Poope haue crownd , Could I haue thought such sorrow to haue found , I should haue borne it , Sister this alone Doe for me haplesse , for that fa thlesse one Loues thee , only to thee , thoughts secrets shewing All the Mans wayes our meeting times all knowing , Goe sister humbly say to that proud foe With Greekes in Aulys , Troians ouerthrow . I neuer vowd , nor flee●e against Troy sent , Nor wrong'd his fire Anohises ghost , nor rent His Graue , why hard , will hee not heare a word , O whither headlong hasts hee ? yet afford His haplesse Louer this last boone , hee may For safer passage and winds fairer stay . Now the old promised marriage which he brake I aske not that for my sake , he forsake Faire Italy , or leaue a Crowne to take Small time space , Rest my raging to relieue , Till my mishaps teach me o'recome to grieue , is all I craue , oh sister pitty get This last sute for me , death shall pay the debt , Such woefull words she vsde , such to and fro , The wretched sister carrid but no woe Mooues him , nor words at all , a gentle heares Fates hinder , God stops the mans gentle eares . As when North winds striuing to ouerthrow Some old hard-hearted Oke , in full strength blow Broad branches vp and downe , stormes blustring sound Goes farre , Trunke shaken , bowes deepe strow the ground , Yet fast in Rock the Tree sticks , for as high As the proud top growes toward Heauen , as nigh The Rootes runne downe to Hell . Aeneas so With frequent Messages tost too and fro , And torne in his great heart doth feele much pain , Yet mind stands firme , & teares are shed in vaine . Fate-frighted haplesse Dido then doth pray , For death , loth more to looke on heauen or day , And more to make her desperate , mind to dye , Fearefull to tell , late sacrificing by The Incense burning Altars , as she stood Black holy water grew , to filthy blood , The pourd Wine turnd , this fight she told to none , Not to her Sister . In her house of stone , A Temple too she had , of former Spouse , By her much Reuerenc't with holy bowes , And Snow-white Wooll adorn'd , whence oft shee heares A voyce that like her husbands call appeares , When darke night holds the World . The ellenge Owle , Oft on her house-top dismall tunes did houle , Lamenting wofull notes at length outdrawing , And many former Fortune tellers , awing Forewarnings fright ; Aeneas too in Dreames Makes her runne mad , left by her selfe , she seemes Alone , some vncouth foule long way to haue taken Tyrians to seeke in desert Land forsaken . So troopes of Furies , Pentheus in his rage Beholds too sonnes , and double Thebes on stage , So tost Orestes , Agamemnons sonne , From mother arm'd with snakes & brands doth runne , While at his doore hell hags re●engefull rest , Orecome with griefe , with furies so possest , Dido resolues to dye , and when she had Cast when and how , thus said to Sister sad , Fayre hopefull lookes hiding a purpose bad , I haue found out a way sister , ioy bid To make him louing me , else of him rid , Nere the Seas vtmost bound where sun doth see , From furthest Ethiop● Land where Atlas great , Wheele fit for burning Starres , turnes with his shoulder A Massyle Shee-priest is to me the vnfoulder , That is the Hesperides fayre Temple-houlder , And feedes the Dragon , sacred boughs to keepe With honny sops and poppy sauct for sleepe , She vndertakes what minds she list to cure With charmes force others loues hard paines endure , Stay Riuers , turne back starres , make mortals Meete Hob-goblins , or earth grone vnder their feete , And Trees stalke downe from Hils : deere Sister all The Gods and thee , and thy sweete head I call To witnesse for 't , I try Art Magicks power Goe you and in some inner open Tower Make secret fire , the mans sword that in our Bed-chamber hangs , and all hee left lay on With wedding bed wherein I was vndone , The shewing Shee-priest wils that euery token , Of the lewd man be burnt , she ceast this spoken , All deadly pale , yet Anne no funerall , In these new rites so cloak't suspects at all , Nor sister halfe so mad imagineth Nor worse can feare then in first husbands death , She therefore doth her will — But now in one of th' inner open Towers , Huge fier of Pine & Wainescore made , with flowers , The Queene the place strewd , and with Funerall Wreaths crown'd , then on shee layes the sword , and all AEneas left , and in the bed alas , His picture knowing what should come to passe . Shee-priest with Haire loose altars round about , Three hundred names of gods doth thunder out Hell Chaos , and the threefold Hecatee , Moones Powers , or Mayd Dianas faces three , Then water powers , Auernus counterfetting Ripe herbes with Brasse Sithe mowed , by moon-light getting , With milke of poyson blacke . Hippoman torne From vnlickt forehead of the Fole new-borne , The Ma●es fore-rauisht loue . Herselfe w●●h holy Lampe neere Altars side , In pure hands one foote bare , and Cloths vntide , Dying to witnesse calls or coniureth The Gods and starres acquainted with her death , Then mindfull prayes iust powers if any are , That of vnequall tyde Louers take care , T was night , and in the world limbs weary tooke Sweete rest , no winds woods or seas raging shook When starres were turn'd halfe downe and euery field . Was still , beasts , painted birds , and all that held Large liquid Lakes , or bush-rough thickets lay , A sleepe in silent night , toyles of the day Forgetting , at hearts case , but not in mind , Vnhappy Dido she no sleepe could find , Her brest no rest , her sight no night receiu'd , But care encreas'd , and when shee rose more grieu'd , Loue rag'd , and with great tide of choller swelling , Thus she insists in heart , thus falls a telling . What shall I doe ? shall I the wooers woe , Whom first I mockt , or humbly seeke vnto The Numid match which I disdaind so still , Or follow Troians fleete and their last will So well I sped : my first good turnes haue wonne So much ? so long they mind old fauors done , But who w●ll let me say I would abord To take me scornd , which proud ship will afford Ah know'st thou not ? feelst thou not yet sorlorne , How false Laomidons Race is sorsworne ? What then ? with singing saylors shall I flye Alone ? or chase them with whole company Of Tyrians strong , and whom I got scarce well , From Tyre againe to Sea to faile compell . Dye rather , let deseru'd death griefe aswage , You sister with my teares wonne in my rage , You first these ills brought on me to this Foe Subiected , matelesse then I might not so Like Turtle liue , blamelesse and neue● know These cares , but keepe faith promis'd , Husband dead . Such she in heart , broken plaints vttered . But in tall ship , sure now resolu'd to goe , Aeneas slept , things ready right in shew . The same God looking like againe appeares To him in dreame , warning he thinkes , he heares Like Mercury in all , speech hue , and haire So yellow , limbs so handsome youthfull were , Sleepe canst thou Goddesse sonne in such a case , Fond seest thou not what dangers thee imbrace , Dost thou not heare how happy good winde blowes , Plots Dido in her heart , mischieuous sowes , Resolu'd to dye , strange tyde of Choller flowes , Fly then in hast , while power to hast thou hast , The sea soone ful of masts , fierce flames thou maist Behold of fire all ready , all on shore , If day on this Land take thee lingring more Dispatch . A woman strange , false fickle thing Still is , quoth he in darke night vanishing . But frighted with the Dreame , Aeneas then Rousing himselfe from sleepe , calls vp his men Wake haw , hast sonnes , fall to your Ores amain . Hoist sayles the God from high Heauen sent againe To post away , and Cables cut spurs me , And so we will good God , who ere thou be , We follow glad obeying thy command , Come O come helpe vs pleas'd on thy right hand , Stars lucky shew , said he , and sword like thunder Flashing , drew forth and hausets hew'd in sunder , Like heate had all , they hale , hast farewe'l bid The shore the sea vnder their sayles lies hid , Their strokes together force fome blew seas brushing , And now on earth first casting fresh light blushing , Aurora Tythons yellow Couch-bed leaues , When Dido from her watch tower first perceiues Daylight breake white , the Fleete in order sayling , Coast cleere , no Ships in empty port , then wayling , Her faire brest oft she smit , and from her hed , Tearing gold haire . Oh Iupiter she sed , And shall this stranger goe thus ieering hence , Mocking my Land , in armes is there no sence , May not my whole Townes forces after make , And Fleete with Fleete , with ships ships spoyling take : Goe quicke , fire , fight , sayle , row , what is t I speake , Where am I ? am I mad ? vnhappy weake Queene Dido , moou'd with this lewd part of his , Now art thou toucht ? thou shouldst haue thought of this When King thou madst him , see the troth and faith Of him that country Gods in Consort hath , Men say the goodman on whose shoulders borne , Syre aged was , Oh that I could haue torne That flesh of his , and carkasse cast to fishes , Kild friends , or slaine Aseanius , and in Dishes For Father to haue fed on , set the Lad. But warres chance doubtfull had beene . Would it had . Whom feard , I dying , I had set on fire Cabins , fild Decks with flames , and sonne and fire , And race destroyed , my selfe and all vndone , Oh all earths workes with light suruaying Sunne , And thou these cares Interpreter , all-knower Iuno , thou Hecate by night way goer So hallow'd , yee reuengefull powers all , And guilty Starres of dying Didocs fall , Heare this , and with mishaps deseru'd grace , giue My prayer , if needs this naughty man must liue To Port , on Land , in Italy to get , If Ioues decrees such end haue set , Oh yet By people bold in battell vext , through warre Banisht from home , from sonnes imbracements farre , Ayd let him beg , friends base deaths let him see And yeelding to vnequall peace-lawes he Nor Kingdome nor wisht life inioy , but dye Vntimely , and in dirt vnburied lye I pray , this last wish I with bloud powre out , And you oh Tyrians , let your of-spring stout , Hate his , this comfort send me to my graue , Noe Loue , no good league let his people haue , But from my bones may some reuenger spring , With fire and sword Troian Race following , Now and in times to come of power and might , Shore against shore , seas to seas opposite , Curst swords with swords , may childrens childrens sight , Thus saying and on all sides casting thought , To end a loathed life forthwith she sought Straight to Sythaeus Nurse , Barce she sod , For in old country Land her owne was ded , Deere Nurse , my sister Nan , cause to come hither , Bid her first washt in running streames together , Bringing the cattell , and the offring showne , Com● you with holy vaile , ore your head thrown , To sacrifice to Pluto , I intend Rites well begunne , prepar'd my eares to end , And Troian to hel-fire in picture send She said , old diligence her pace did mend , But Dido quaking through fierce purpose wild , Lookes bloody , casting trembling cheeks defild , With spots streak't pale as death , through death to come , Brake through house inner doores , and furious clombe , The high pild fire and Troian sword did draw , Gift beg'd for no such vse , heere when she saw Aeneas cloaths and bed she too well knew , A while she musing paus'd , wept , then threw Her selfe vpon it , and these last words spake . Sweete spoyles , while God and Fates so suffered take This breath , and cleere my cares my dayes are done , Of life the Glasse course Fortune gaue is runne ; And vnder earth now shadow great of me Shall goe , braue Towne I purpos'd , and did see The wals , reueng'd for husbands death I made Foe brother suffer paines , Pygmaleon payd Happie , thrice happie had I beene , and more Had only Troy ships neuer toucht my shore She said ; kissing the bed , and shall we thus Die vnreuenged ? but yet die let vs She said thus , thus it pleaseth to expire Let Troians cruell eyes draw in this fire From farre , and with him our deaths il-luck beare She had sed , when her women waiting there , Behold her fallen on the sword , that lyes Poming with bloud , hir hands all smeard , their cries Fil court , through town , amazd Fame mad doth go With mourning sighs , and womens howling woe , Roofes ring , the skyes with cryes of sorrow sound , As if all Carthage , or old Tyre to ground , Were rasing by foes entred in their Ire , Houses of men and Gods setting on fire : This sister heard nere dead , and fearefull pase , Beating her brests with fists , with nayles her face Defacing , scard she Rushes through them all , And on her dying by her name doth call . Ah sister was it this ? me to beguile , Was this the holy fire and Altars wile . Oh what shall I complaine of first forlorne , A sisters Confort dying didst thou scorne , Cald to the same fate hadst thou , both had our Last grieu'd on one sword , in one haplesse howre . And must I make the fire ? must I so pray , Gods cruell at thy death to be away , Me sister , and thy selfe thou didst vndoe , The Commons Aldermen , and Citty too , Water . The wound i le wash and if breath last . Last breath from mouth , with mouth take said she , past Stayre Top , in armes sister halfe dead she takes And weepes , and sighs , from cloaths the blacke bloud shakes . She lifting vp her heauie eyes doth sound Againe , wind whizzes in breasts deadly wound , Thrice she her selfe , on elbow leaning rais'd , Thrice fell back on the bed , eyes wandring gaz'd To secke the light , shee mournd to finde deepe groning , Her paines so long , and death so hard bemoning . Almighty Iuno downe did Iris send Her strugling soule and sinewes strong to vnbend , For nor by fate nor death deseru'd , in Age Vntimely dying wretch through sudden rage , Proserpina yet had not cut her hayre So yellow , nor to hell damn'd face so faire , The saffron-wing'd wet Rainebow therfore hasts That gan'st the Sunne , thousand strange colours casts , And lighting on her head , sayes I from this Body thee free , thus sacrifice to Dis Inioynd , so clips her haire , and therewithall Breath-flitting-life hear , doth to ashes fall . The ende .

P. Virgilij Maronis AENEID . LIB. IIII. AT Regina graui iam dudum saucia cura , Vulnus alit venis & caco carpitur igni : Multa viri virtus animo , multuiqúe recursat Gentis honos : harent infixi peolore valtu● , Verbaque nec placi dam membris dat cura quietem . Postera Phoebea lustrabat lampade terras , Humentemque autora polo dimouerat vmbram , Cum sic vnanimem alloquitur malè sana s●rorem . Anna soror , qua me suspens●m insomma terrent : Quis nonus hic nostris successit sed : bus hospes ? Quem sese ore ferens ? quam forti pectore , & armis ? Credo equidem ( nec vana sides ) genus esse deorum , Degeneres : animos timor argun : heu quibus ille ●actatus fati● ? quae bella exhausta canebat ? Si mihi non animo f●xumo , immotumque sederet , Nec cui me vinclo vellem sociare iugali , Post quam primus amor deceptam mortefefellit ; Si non pertasum thalami , t●daque fuisset : Huic vni for san potui sn●cumbere culpa . Anna ( fatebor enim ) miseri p●st fata Sich ai Coniugis , & sparsos fraterna coede penates , Solus hic inflexit sensus , animumqúe labantem Impulit agnosco veteris vestigia fla●ma . Sed mihi vel t●llus optem priusima dehisc●t , Vel pater omnipotens adigat me fulmine ad umbras , Pallentes vmbras Erebi , noctemque profundam ; Antè , pudor , quàm te violem , aut tua iura resoluam . Ille meas , primus qui me sibi iunxit , amores Abstulit , ille habeat secum , seruetque sepulcre . Sic effata , finum lacrymis impleuit obortis . Anna res●rt : o luce magis dilecta sor●i , Soláne perpetua marens carpere iuuenta ? Nec dulces natos , Veneris nec prenna noris ? Id emerem , aut manes credis curare sepultos ? Esto , agram nulli quondam flexere mariti , Non Libya , non ante Tyro despectus Iarbas , Ductoresque alij , quos Africa terra triumph●● Diues alit : placetóne etiam pugnabis amori ? Nec venit in mentem , quorum consederis aruis ? Hinc Getula vrbes genus insuperabile bello , Et Numida infrani cingunt , & inhospita Syrti● Hinc deserta fiti regio , lateque furentes Barcai , quid bella Tyro surgentia dicam , Germanique minas Dijs equidem auspicibus reor , & Iunone secunda H●c cursum Iliacas vento venisse carinas . Quam tu vrbem soror hanc cernes ? qua surgere regna Coniugio tali ? Teuerûm comitantibus armis Punica se quantis at tollet gloria rebus ? Tu modò posce deos veniam , sacris qúe litatis Indulge hospitio , caussa●qúe innecte morandi : Dum pelago de sauit hiems , & agnosus Orion , Quassat aque rates , & non tractabile caelum . Hu dictumcensum animum inflammauit amore : Spemqúe deda dubia menti , soluitqúe pudotem . Principio delubra adeunt , pacemqúe per aras Exquirunt , mactant lectas de more bidentes Legifera Cereri , Phoeboqúe , patriqúe Lyao , Iunoni ante omnes , cui vincla iugalia curae , Ipsa tenens deutra pateram pulcherrima Dido , Candentis vacea media inter cornna fundit ; Aut ante or a deum pingues spatiatur ad aras Instauratqúe diem donu ; pecudumqúe reclusis Pectoribus inhians , spirantia consulit exta . Ileu vatum ignara mentes : quid votafurentem . Quid delubra iuuant ? est mollis flamma medullas Interea , & tacitum viuit sub pectore vulnus . Vritur infelix Dido , tot aqúe vagatur Vrbe furens : qualis coniecta cerua sagitta , Quam procul incautam nemora inter Cressia fixi● Pastor agens telis , liquitqúe volatile ferrum N●scius : illa fugo siluas , saltusqúe peragrat Dictaos : haret lateri letalis arundo . Nunc media Aeneam secum per mania ducet , Sidoniasqúe ostentat opes , vrbemqúe paratam . Incipit effari , mediaqúe in voce refistit . Nunc eadem , labente die , conuinia quarit , Iliaecosqúe iterum demens audire labores Exposcit , pendetqúe iterum narrantis abire , Post , vbi digressi , lumenqúe obscura viciss●m Luna premit , suadentque cadentia sidera somn●● Sola domo marcet vaci● , stratisqúe relielis Incubat — — illum absens absentem auditqúe , videtqúo : Aut gremi● Ascanium genitoris imagine capta , Detinet ; infandum si fallere possit amorem . Non captae assurgunt turres : non arma iuuentus Exereet , portúsue , aut propugnacula bello Tuta parant : pendent opera interrupta , minaeqúe Murorum ingent●s , aequataqúe machina coelo . Quam simul ac tal● persensit peste teneri Cara Iouis coniux , nec samam obstare furori● Talibus aggreditur Venerem Saturnia dictis . Egrigiam vero laudem , & spolia ampla refertis Tuque , puerque tuus , magn●m & memorabile nomen : Vna dolo diuûm si femina victa duorum est . Nec me adeo fallit , veritam te moenia nostra Suspectas habuisse domos Carthaginis altae . Sed quis erit modus ? ●ut quo nunc certamine tanto ? Quin potius pacem aeternam , pactosque Hymenaeos Exercemus ? haba● , tota quod mente petisti , Ardet amans Dido , traxitque per ossa suro●em . Communem hunc ergo populum , paribusꝗ regam●● Auspicij , liceat Phrygio seruire marito , Dotalesꝗ tua Tyrios permittere dextra . Olli ( sensit enim simulata mente locutam , Quo regnum Italiae Labycas auerteret ora● ) Sic contra est ingressa Venus , Quis talia demens Abnuat ? aut t●cum malit contendere bello ? Si modò quod memoras fa● fortuna sequatur . Sed satis incerta feror , si Iup●●● vnam Esse velit Tyrijs vrbem , Troiaꝗ profectis , Misceriue probet populos , aut foedera iungi . Tu coniux : tibi fas animum tentare precando . Perge : sequar , Tum sic excepit regia Iuno . Mecum erit iste labor , nunc qua ratione , quod instat , Confieri posset , paucis , aduerte , docebo Venatum Aeneas , vnaꝗ miscrrima Dido In nemus ire parant , vbi primos craftinus ortus Extulerit Titan , radusꝗ retexerit orbem . Hu ego nigrantem commista grandine nimbum , Dum trepidant ala , saltusque indagine cingunt , De super infundam , & tonitrucaelum omne ciebo , Diffugient comites , & nocte tegentur opaca . Speluncam Dido , dux & Troianus eandem Deuenient , adero , & tua si mihi certa voluntas , Connubio tungam stabili , propriamqúe dicabo . Hic Hymeneus erit . Non aduersata petenti Annuit , atꝗ dolu risit Cytherea repertis . Oceanum interea surgens aurora reliquit It portis , iubare exorto , delecta iuuentus : Retia rara , plagae , lato venabula ferro : Massyliqúe ruunt equites , & odora canum vis . Reginam thalamo cunctantem ad limina primi Poenorum exspectant : ostroqúe insignis , & auro Stat sonipes : ac frena ferox syumantia mandit . Tandem progreditur , magna stipante caterna , Sidoniam picto chlamydem circundata lymbo : Cui pharetra ex auro , crines nodantur in aurum , Aurea purpuream subnecti● fibula vestem . Nec non & Phrygij comites & laetus Iulus Incedunt ipse ante alios pulcerrimus omnes Infers se socium Aeneas , atque agmina iungit . Qualis , vbi hibernam Lyciam , Xantiqúe fluenta Deserit , — — ac Delum maternam innisit Apollo : Instauratqúe choros , mistiqúe altaria circum Cretesqúe , Dryopesqúe f●●munt , pictiqúe Agathyrs● . Ipse iugis Cynthi graditur , molliqúe fluentem Fronde premit crinem fingens , atꝗ implicat aura : Tela sonant humeris , haud ille segnior ●bat Aeneas : tantum egregio decus enitet ore . Postquam altos ventum in montes , atꝗ inuia lustra , Eccefera saxi delectae vertice capra Decurrere iugis . alia de p●rte patentes Transmittunt cursis camp●s , atque agmina c●rui Puluerulenta fuga glomerant , montesque relinquunt . At puer Ascanius medijs in vallibus acri Gaudet equo , iamque hos cursu , iam praterit illos Spumantemqúe d●ripecora inter inertia votis Optat aprum , aut fuluum descendere monte leonem . Interea magno misceri murmure coelum Incipit : insequitur commista grandine nimbus . Et Tyrij comites passim , & Trotanae iuuentus . Dardamusque nepos Vener●● diuersa per agros Tecta metupetiere : ruunt de montibus amnes , Speluncam Dido , dux & Troianuseandem Deueniunt prima & Tellus , & pronuba Iuno Dan● signum , fulsere igne● , & conscius ather Connubij , summoque vlalarunt vertice nympha . Ille dies primus leti , orimusqúe malorum Caussa fuit neque enin● specie , famaút monetur , Nec tam fartiuum Dido meditatur amorem : Coniug●●● vocat : hoc pratexit nomine culpam , Extemplo Libya magnasit fama per vrbes , Fama , malum , quo non aliud velocius vllum : Mobilitate vrget , viresqúe acquirit eundo , Parua metu primo , — — mox sese attollit in auras ; Ingroditurqúe solo , & caput inter nubila condit . Illam terra parens , ira irritata deorum , Extrema ( vt perhibent ) Ca● , Enceladoque sororem Progenuit , pedibus eclerem , & pernicibus alis , Monstrum horrendum , ingens : cui quot sunt corpore pluma , Tot vigilos oculi subter , ( mirabile dictu ) Tot lingua , totidem ora sonant ; tot subrig it anres : Nocte volat cali medio , t●rraqúe per vmbram , Stridens , nec dulci declinat lumina somn● , Luce sedet custos , aut summi culmine tecti , Turribus aut altis , & magnas territat vrbes , Tam ficti , prauiqúe tenax , quàm nuntia veri . Hac tum multiplici populos sermone replebat Gaudens , & partier facta , atque infecti canebat : Venisse Aeneam , Troiano à sanguine cretums Cu●se pulcra viro dignetur iungere Dido . Nunc hiemem inter se luxu , quam longa fouere , Regnorum immemores , turpiqúe cupidine captos , Hac passim dea foeda virûm diffundit in ora : Protinus ad regem cursus detorquet Iarbam : Incenditqúe animum dictis , atque aggeratiras . Hic Ammone satus , rapta Garamantide nympha , Templa Ioui centum latis immania regnis , Centum aras posuit , vigilemqúe sacrauerat ignem , Excubias diuûm aternas , pecudumqúe cruore Pingue solum , & varijs filorentia limina sertis . Itque amens animi , & riamore accensus amare , Dicitur ante ara● , media inter numina diuism , Multa Iouem manibus supplex orasse supinis . Iupiter omnipotens , cui nunc Maurisia pictis , Gens epulata toris Lenaum libat honorem , Adspicis hac ? an te genitor , cùm fulmina torques , Nequidquam horremus ? caciqúe in nubibus ignes Terrificant animos , & inania murmura miscent ? Femina , qua nostris errant in finibus vrbem Exiguam pretio posuit , eus litus arandum , Cuiqúe loci leges dedimus , co●●ubia nostra Reppulit , ac dominum Aenean in regna recepit . Et nunc ille Paris cum semiuiro comitatu M●●nia mentum m●tra , crinemqúe madentem Subnixus , rapto potitur : nos munera templis Quippe tuu ferimus famamqúe fouemus inanem , Talibus orantem dictis , arasqúe tenentem Audijt omnipotens , oculosque ad moenia torsit Regia , & oblitos fama melioris amantes . Tunc sic Mercurium alloquitur , ac talia mandat . Vade age , nate , voca Zephyros ; & labere pennis , Dard aniumqúe ducem , Tyria Carthagine qui nunc Exfpectat , fatisqúe datas non respicit vrbes , Alloquere , & coleres defer mea dicta per auras . Non illum nobis genitrix pulcherrima talem Promisit , Graiúmqúe ideo bis vindicat armis ; Sed fore , qui grauidam imperijs , belloqúe frementem Italiam regeret , genus alto à sanguine Teucri Proderet , ac t●tum sub leges mitteret orbem . Si nulla accendit tantarum gloria rerum , Nec super ipse sua molitur lande laborem : Ascanione pater Romanas inuidet arce● ? Quid struit ? aut qua spe inimica in gente moratur ? Nec prolem Ausoniam , & Lauinia respicit arua ? Nauiget , haec summa est : hic nostri huntius esto . Dixerat : ille patris magni parere parabat Imperio ; & primum pedibus talaria nectit Aucea : quae sublimem alis , sine aquorá supra , Sen terram , rapido pariter cum flamine portant . Tum vngam capit , hac animas ille euocat Orco Pallentes , alias sub tristia tartara mirtit : Dat somnos , adimitque , & lumina morte refignat . Illa fretus agit ventos , & turbida tranat Nubila , iarnqùe volani apicem , & latera ardua ternit Alantis dari , alum qui vertice fulcit ; Atlantis , cinctum assiduè cui nubibus atris Piniferum caput , & vento pulsatur , & imbri : Nix humeros infusa tegit : tum flumina mento Praecipitant senis , & glacie riget horrida barba . Hic primum paribus nitens Cyllenius alis Constitit : hinc toto praeceps se corpore ad vndas Misit , aui similis , quae circum litora , circum Piscosos scopulos humilis volat aeq●●ra iuxta . Haud aliter terras inter , calum●●● volabat , Litus arenosum Libyae , ventosqúe secabat , Materno veniens ab auo Cyllenia prole● . Vt primum alatis tetigit magalia plantis : Aeneam fundantem arces , ac tecta nouant●● Conspicit , atque illi stellatus iaspide fulua Ensis erat : Tyrioqúe ardebat muricelana Demissa ex humeris : diues quae numera Dido Fec●rat , & tenui telas discreuerat auro . Contin●ò inuadit . Tu nunc Carthagini● alta Fundamental●c●s , puleramqúe vxorius vrbem Exstr●i● ha●regni , rerumque oblite tuarum . Ipse d●ûm tibi m● claro demittit Olympo Reg●at●r , calum & ter●as qui numine torquet : Ips● h●c ferre iub● cel●res mandata per auras , Quid struis ? aut qua spe Libyc●● teris etia terris ? Si te nulla ●ouet tantarum gloria rerum , Nec super ipse tua mol●●s laude laborem : As●●nium surg●ntem , & spe● haredis Iuli Respice ; cui regnum Italia , Romanaqúe tellus Deb●●●● , Fali Cylleneus ●re locutus , Mortales visus medi● serm●ne reliqu●t , Et procul in ten●●● ne ocul●●euartuit auram . At ver● AEneas aspectus obnu●tuit amens ; Arrectaqú●●or●●ero c●ma ; & vox faucibus hasit . Ardet abire fuga , dulcesque relinquere terras , Attenitus tanto mo●itas , imperioqúe deorum . H●n quid agat ? quo nun● reginam ambir● furentem Audeat affat● ? qua prima exordia sumat ? Atque animum nunc huc celorem , nunc diuidit illuc , In partesqúe rapit varias , ponq●● omina versat . Ha● alternanti potior sententia visa est . Mnesthea Sorgostumqúe vocat , for tamqúe Cl●anthum : Classem aptent taciti ; socio● ad litera cogant ; Arma parent : & quae sit rebus caussa nouandis , Dissimulent : sosa interea , quando optima Dido Nesciat , & tantos rumpi non sparet amores , T●●aturum aditus , & qua● mollissima fandi Tempora , qui rebus denter modus ocy●s ●mne● Imperio lati parent , ac iussa fac●ssunt . At regina d●l●s ( quis fall●● possit amantem ? ) Prasensit , mo●●●qúe ●●●●p with primus futures , Omnia tuta timens , eadem impia fama furenti De tulit , armari classem , cursumque parari . Sauit mops animi , tot ámque incensa per vrbem Bacchatur : qualis commotis excita sacris Thyas , vbi audito stimulant Trieterica Baccho Orgia , nocturnúsque vocat clamore Cithaeron . Tandem his Aeneam compellat vocibus vltro : Dissimulare etiam sperasti perfide tantum Posse nefas ? tacitusque mea decedere terra ? Nec te noster amor , nec te data dextera quondam , Nec moritura tenet crudeli funere Dido ? Quin etiam hiberno moliris sidere classem : Et medijs properas aquilonibus ire per altum Crudelis quid si non arua aliena , domósque Ignotas peteres , & Troia antiqua maneret , Trota per vndosum peteretur classibus aequor ? Méne fugis ? per ego has lacrymas , dextramqúe tuam te , Quando aliud mihi iam misera nihil ipsareliqui , Fer connubia nostra , per inceptos hymenaos , Si bene quid de te merui , fuit aut tibi quicquam Dulce meum ; miserere domus labentis , & istam Oro ( si quis adhuc precibus locus ) ex●●e ment●m , Te propter Libycae gentes , Nomadúmuqe tyran●● Odere infensi Tyrij : te prapter eundem Extinctus pudor , & , qua sola sidera odibam , Fama prior , quid me moribundam de seris hospes ? Hoc solum nomen quontam de coniuge restat . Quid moror ? an mea Pygmalion dum moenia frat●r Destruat ? aut captam ducat Getulus Iarbas ? Salt●m si qua mihi de te suscepta fuisset A●to fugam sobole● ; — si quis mihi paruulus aula Luderet Aeneas , qui te tantum ore referret : Non equidem omnino capta , aut deserta viderer : Diuerat , ille Ioui● monitis immota tenebat Lumina , & obnixus curam sub corde premebat : Tandem pauca refert : Ego te , quae plurima fando Enumerare vales , nunquam regina negabo Promeritam : nec me meminisse pigebit El●sae . Dum memoripse mei , dum spiritus hos reget artus . Pro re pauca loquar . Nec ego hanc abscondere furt● Speraui ( ne finge ) fugam : nec coniugis vnquam Praetendi taedas , aut haec in foedera veni . Me si fata mais paterentur ducere vitam Auspicijs , & sponte mea componere curas : Vrbem Troianam primùm , dulcesqúe meorum Reliquias colerem , & Priamítecta alta manerent , Et recidiua manu posuissem Pergama victis . Sed nunc Italiam magnam Grynaeus Apollo , Italiam Lycia iussere capessere sortis . Hic amor , hac patria est , site Carthaginis arces Ph●●nissam , Lybicaeqúe adspectus dotinct vrbis : Quae tandem , Ausonia Teuero● considere terra , Inuidia est ? & nos fas extera quaerere regna . Me patris Anchisa , quoties humentibus vmbris Non operit terras , quoties astra ignea surgunt , Admonet in somnis , & turbida terret imago : Me puer Ascanius , capitisqúe iniuria cari , Quem regno Hesperia fraudo , & fatalibus aruis , Nunc etiam interpres dinûm , Ioue missus ab ipso , ( Test●r vtrumque caput ) caleres mandata per auras Detuli● : — ipse deúm manife lo in lumine vidi Intrantem muro● , vocemque his auribus hausi . Define meque tuis incendere , taque querelis . Italiam non sponte sequor . Talia dicentem iam dudum auersa tu●tur , Huc illuc voluens oculos , totúmque pererrat , Luminibus tacitis , & sic acce●sa profatur : Nec tibi diua parens generis nec Dardanus auctor Perfide , sed duris genuit te cautibus h●rrens Caucasus , Hyrcanaque admorunt vbera tigres , Nam quid dissimulo ? aut quae me ad maiora reseruo ? Num fletu ingemuit nostro ? num lumina stexit ? Num lacrymas victus dedit aut miseratus amantem est ? Quae quibus anteferam ? iam iam nec maxima Iuno , Nec Saturnius haec oculis pater adspicit aequis . Nusquam tuta fides , eiectum littore egentem Excepi , & regni demens in parte locaui : Amissam classem , socios à morte reduxi . Heu furijs incensa feror : tunc augur Apollo , Nunc Lyciae sortes , nunc & Ioue missus ab ipso Interpres diuûm fert horrida iussa per auras . Scilicet is superis labor est , ea eura quietos Soll●citat , neque te teneo , nequem dicta refello . I , sequere Italiam ventis : pete regna per vndas : Spero equidem medijs , si quid pia numina possunt , Supplicia hausurum scopulis , & nomine Dido Sape vocaturum : seq●●ratris ignibus absen● : Et , cù o● frigida mors anima seduxcrit artu● , Omnibus vmbra locis adero : dabis improbe poena● . Aud●am , & hac manes veniet mihi fama sub imos . His medium dsctis sermonem abrumpit , & auras Aegra fugit séque ex oculis auertit , & aufert , Linquens multa metu cunctantem , & multa parantem Dicere . suscipiunt ●amulae , collapsaque membra Marme●e oreferunt thalamo , startisque reponunt . At pius Aeneas , quanquam lenire dolentem Solando cupit , & dictis auertere curas , Multa Gemens , magnòque animum labefactus amore , Iussa tamen diuum exsequitur , classèmque reuisit . Tum verò Teucri incumbunt , & littore c●lsas Deducunt toto naues : natat vncta carma : Frondentésque ferunt ramos , & robora silui● In fabricata fuga studio . Migranres cernas , totàque ex vrbe ruentes : Ac veluti ingentem formicae farris aceruum Cum populant , hyemis memores tectóque reponun t : I e nigrum campis agmen pradámque per herbas Conuectant colle angusto : pars grandia trudunt Obnixè frumenta humeris , pars agmina cogunt , Castigántque moras opere omnis semita feruet . Quis tibi tunc Dido cernenti talia sensus ? Quósuc dabas gemitus ? cum littora feruere latè Prospiceres arce ex summa , totúmque videres Misceri ante oculos , tantis clamoribus aquor ? Improbe amor , quid non mortalia pectora cogis ? Ire iterum in lacrimas , iterum tentare precand● Cogitur , & supplex animos submittere amori , Ne quid inexpertum frustra moritura relinquat , Anna , vides toto properari littore cir cum : Vndique conuenere : vocatiam carbasus auras Puppibus & laeti nauta imposutre coronas . Hunc ego si potui tantùm sperare dolorem , Et perferre , soror , potero : misera hoc tamen vnum Exscquere , Anna mihi : solam nam perfidus ille Te colere , arcanos etiam tibi credere sensus Sola virimolles aditus , & tempora noras . I soror , atque hostem supplex affare superbum , Non ego cum Danais Trotanam excindere gente●s Aulide turaui classémue ad Pergama misi , Nec patris Anehisaeciner●s , manésuc reuelli . Cur mea dicta negat duras dimittere in aures ? Quòruit ? extremum hoc misera det munus ama●● , Expectet facilêmque fugam ventósque ferentes : Non iam coniugium antiquum , quod prodidit ●re : Nec pulchro vt Latio careat : regnumque relinquat . Tempus inane peto , requíem spatiúmq●e suror● , Dum mea me victam docea : fortuna d●lore , Extremam hanc oro veniam , ( miserere sorori● ) Quam mihi cum dederis , cumulatam morte relinquam . Talibus orabat , talêsque miserrima fletus Fêrtque , refertque soror , s●d nullis ille monetur Fletibus , aut voces illas tract●bilis audit . Fata obstant , placidâsqueviri deus obstr●●t aures . Ac veluti annosam validé cúm robore querc●● Alpini Borea nunc hinc uunc flatibus ill●n● Eruere inter s●●●rtant , it stridor , & altè Consternunt terram concusso stipite frondes : Ipsa haret scopulis , & quantum vertice ad auras Aethereas , tantum radice in tartara tendit Haud secus assiduis hinc , atque hinc , vocibus hero● Tunditur , & magno persentit pectore curas , Mens immota manet , lacrymae voluuntur inanes . Tum verò infelix fatis exterrita Dido Mortem orat : taedet coeli conuexa tueri Quo magis inceptum peragat lucemque relinquat Vidit , thuricremis cum dona imponeret aris , ( Horrendum dictu ) latices nigrescere sacros , Fusaque in obscoenum se vertare vina cruorem , Hoc visum n●lli , non ipsa affata sorori est . Praeterea fuit in tectis de marmore templum , Contugis antiqui , miro quod honore colebat , Velleribus niueis , & festa fronde reuinctum . Hinc exaudiri voces , & verba vocantis Visa viri , nox cùm terras obscura teneret . Soláque culminibus serali carmine bubo Saep● queri , & longas in fletum ducere voces . Multáque praeterea vatum praedicta priorum Terribili monitu horrificant , agit ipse furentem In somnis ferus Aeneas : semperque relinquit Sola si●i , semper longam incomitata videt●● Ire viam , & Tirios deserta quarere terra . Eumenidura veluti demens videt agmina Pentheus , Et solem geminum , & duplices se ostendere Thebas : Aut Agamemnonius scenis agitatus Orestes , Armatam facibus matrem , & serpentibus atris Cùm fugit , vltricéque sedent in limine Dira . Ergo , vbi concepi furias euicta dolore , Decreuitque mori , tempus secum ipsa modúmque . Exigit , & moestan● dictis aggressa sororem Consilium vultu tegit , ac spem fronte serenat . Inueni , germana , viam ( gratare sorori ) Quae mihi reddat eum , veleo me soluat amantem . Occani finem iuxta , solémque cadentem Vltimus Aethiopum locus est vbi maximus Atlas Axem humero torquet stellis ardentibus aptum . Hinc mihi Massyla gentis monstrata sacerdot , Hesperidum templi custos , epulásque draconi Qua dabat , & sacros seruabat in arbore ramos , Spargens humida mella soperiferúmque papauer . Haec si carminibus promittit soluere mentes , Quas velit , ast alijs duras immittere curas , Sistere aquam fluuijs , & vertere si era retro , Nocturnósque ciet manes , mugire videbis Sub pedibus torram , & descendere montibus orn●s : Testor , cara , Deos , & te germana , tnúmque Dulce caput , magicas muitam accingier artes . Tu secreta pyram tecto interiore sub auras Erige & arma virí , thalamo qua fixa reliqu● Impius , — exuuiúsque omnes lectúmqus iugalem , Quo perij , super imponas , abolere nefandi Cuncta viri monumenta iubet , monstratque sacerdos , Hac effata si●et : pa●lor simul occupat or● , Non tamen Anna nouis pratexere funera sacris Germanam credit , nec tantos mente furores Concipit aut grauiora timet quàm morte Sichai . Ergo iussa par●t . At regina , pyra penetrali in sede sub auras Erecta ingenti , tedis atque lice secta , Intenditque locum sertis , & fronde coronat Funerea : super exuuias , ensémque relictum , Effigiémque toro locat , haud ignara futuri . Stant arae circum , & crines effusa sacerdot Tercentum tonat ore Deos , Herebūmꝗ Chaósꝗ , Tergeminámque Hecaten , tria virginis ora Diana . Sparserat & latices simulatos fontis Aucrni , Falcibus & messa ad lunam quaeruntur ahtnis Pabentes herba nigri cum lacte veneni . Quaeritur , & nascentis equi de fonte reuulsus , Et matri praereptus amor . Ipsa mola , manibúsque pijt alteria iuxta , Vn●m exuta pedem vinc●s , in veste recincta , Testatur meritura deos , & conscia fati Sidera , tum si quod non aequo foedere amantes Curae numen habet , instúmque memórque pracatur . Nox erat , & placidum carpobant fessa soporem Corpora per terras : — filuaeque & saua quicrant Aequora : cùm medio voluuntur sidera lapsis : Cùm tacet omis ager : pecudes picta que volu●res Quaeqúe lacus latè liquidos , quaeqúe aspera dumis Rura tenent , somno posita sub nocte silenti Lenibant curas , & corda oblita laborum . At non infelix animi Phoenissa , nec vnquam Soluitur in somnos , oculísue , aut pectore noctem Accipit , ingeminant curae , rursúsque resurgent Sauit amor , magnoque irarum fluctuat aestu . Sic adeò insistit , secúmque ita corde volutat : En quid agam ? rursas ne procos irrisa priores Experiar ? Nomadúmque petam connubia supplex , Quos ego sum toties iam dedignata , maritos ? Iliacas igitur classes atque vltima Teucrûm Iussa sequar ? quia ne auxilio iuuat ante leuatos ? Et bene apud memores veteri stat gratia facti ? Quis me antem ( fac velle ) sinet , ratibúsque superbis Irrisam accipiet ? nescis hen perdita , nec dum Laomadonte a sentis periuria gentis ? Quid tum ? sola fuga nauta● comitabor onantes , An Tyrijs , omníque manu stipata meorum Insequar , & quos Sidonia vix vrbe reuelli , Rursus agam pelago , & ventis dare vela iubebo Quin morere , vt merita es , ferròque auerte dolorem , Tu lacrymis euicta meis tu prima furentem His germana malis oneras , atque obijcis hosti . Non lieuit thalami expertem sine crimine vitam Degere more fera ? — tales nec tangere curas ▪ Non seruata fides , cineri promissa Sichaeo ? Tantos illa suo rumpebat pectore questus . Aeneas celsa in puppt , tam certus eundi , Carpebat somnos , rebus iam retè paratis . H●ic se forma Dei vultu redeuntis eodem Obtulit in somnis : ●ursúsque ita visa monere est , Omnia Mercurio similis vocêmque , colorémque Et crinesflanos & membra decora iuuenta : Nate dea , potes hoc sub casis ducere somnos ? Nec , qua circunstent te deinde pericula , cernis Demens ? nec Zephyros audis spirare secundos ? Illa dolos , dirúmque nefas in pectore versat . Certa mori , varióque irarum fluctuat aestis . Non fugis hinc praeceps dum praecipitare potestas ? Iam mare turbari trabibus , saeuasque videbis Collucere faces , iam feruere litora flammis , Si te his attigerit terris aurora morantem . Eia age rumpe moras : varium , & mutabile semper Foemina , sic fatus , nocti se imm●scuit atrae . Tum verò Aeneas subitis exterritus vmbris , Corripitè somno corpus , sociosqúe fatigat : Praecipites vigilate viri , & considite transtris : Solu●te vela citi , deus athere missus ab alto Festinare fugam , tortósque incidere funes , Ecce iterum stimulat , sequimur , te sancte , deorum Quisquis es , imperióque iterum paremus ouantes . Adsis ó placidúsque iuues , — & fidera coelo Dextra feras dixit , vagináque eripit ensem Fulmineum , strictóque serit retinacula ferro . Idem omnes simul ardor habet , rapiúntque , ruúntque Littora deseruere : lat et sub classibus aequor : Adnixi torquent spumas , & caerula verrunt . Et iam prima nouo spargebat lumine terras Tithoni croceum linqúens Aurora cubile . Regina è speculis vt primúm albescere lucem Vidit , & aequatis classem procedere velis , Litoraqúe , & vacuos sensit sine remige portus ; Terqúe quaterqúe manu pectus percussa decorum , Flauantesqúe abscissa comas , pro Iupiter , ●bit Hic , ait , & nostris illuserit aduena regnis ? Non arma expedient , totaqúe ex vrbe sequentur , Diripientqúi rates aij naualibus ? ite , Ferte citi flammas , date vela , impellite remos . Quid loquor ? aut vbi sum ? quae mentem insania mutat ? Infelix Dido , nunc te fata impia tangunt . Tum decuit , cúm sceptra dabas . en dextra , fidesqúe , Quem secum patrios aiunt portare penates , Quem subijsse humeris confectum aetate parentem , Non potui abreptum diuellere corpus , & vndis , Spargere ? — non socios ? non ipsum absumere ferro Ascamum , patrijsque epulandum apponere mensis ? Verùm anceps pugnae fueras fortuna , fuisset , Quem metui moritura ? faces in castra tulissem : Implessémque foros flammis natumque patremque Cum genere extinxem : memet super ipsa dedissem Sol , qui terra tum flammis opera omnia lustras , Túque harum interpres curarum & conscia Iuno , Nocturnisque Hecatetriuijs vlutata per vrbes , Et dirae vltrices , & dij morientis Elisae , Accipite hac , meritúmque malis auertite numen : Et nostas audite preces si tangere portus Infandum caput , ac terris adnare necesse est . Et si fata Iouis poscunt : hic terminus haret . At bello aduacis populi vexatus , & armis , Finibus extortis , complexu analsus Iuli , Auxilium imploret , vide átque indigna suerum Funera , nec cúm sub leges pacis inîquae Tradiderit , regno , an optata luce fruatur , Sed cadat antedem , mediáque inhumatus arena . Haec précor , hanc vocem extremam cum sanguine fundo . Tum vos ô Tyrij stripem , & genus omne futurum Exercete adijs , cineríque hac mittite nostro Munera : nullus amor populis , nec foedera sunto . Exoriare aliquis nostris ex ossibus vltor . Quiface Dardantos ferioque sequare colonos , Nunc olim quocunque dabunt se tempore vires , Littora littoribus contraria fluctibus vndas Imprecor , — arma armis pugnent ipsíque n●potes , Hac a●t , & partes animum versabat in omnes , Inuisam quareus quum primúm abrum pere lucem . Tum brauiter Barcen nutricem affata Sichaei : Namque suam patria antiqua ciuis ater habebat . Annam cara mihi nutrix huc siste sororem : Dic , corpus properet fluuiali spargere lympha : Et pecudes secum , & monstrata piacula ducat . Sic veniat túque ipsa pia tege tempora vitta . Sacra Ioui Stygio qua ritè incepta paraui , Perficere est animus , finémque imponere curi● , Dardanijque , rogum capitis permittere flammae . Sic ait : illa gradum studio celeraba● anili . Ac trepida , & coeptis immanibus effera Dido Sanguineam voluens acíem , mac●lísque rementes Interfusa genas , & pallida morte futura , Interiera domus irrumpit limina & altos Conscendit furibunda rogos , ensemque recludes Dardanium , non hoc quasitum munus in vsus . Hic postquam Iliacas vestes notúmque cubile Conspexit , paulum in lachrymis & mente morata , Incubuitque toro dixitque nouissima verba : Dulces ex●●iae , dum fata deúsque sinebant , Accipite hanc animam , meqúe his exsoluite curis , Vini & quem dederat cursum fortuna peregi : Et nunc magna mei sub terris ibit imago . Vrbem praclaram statui ; — mea mania vidi● Vlta virum poenas inimico à fratre recepi . Felix , hois nimium felix , si littera tantúm Nunquam Dardania terigissent nostra carina . Dixit & os impressa toro , moriemur inul●ae ? Sed moriamur , ait : sic sic iuuat ire sub vmbra● . Hauriat hunc oculis ignem crndelis ab alto Dardanus , & nostra secum ferat omina mortis . Dixerat : atque illam media inter talia ferro Collapsam adspiciunt comites , ensémque cruore Spummantem , sparsásque manus it clamor ad alta Atria : concussam bacchatur fama per vrbem . Lamentis gemitúque , & foemineo , vlulatis Tecta fremunt : resonat magnis plangoribus ather : Non aliter , quàm si immissis ruat hostibus omnis Carthago , aut antiqua Tyros , flammaque furentes Culmina perque hominum voluantur , vérque deorum . Audijt examinis , trepidóque ex territa cursis , Vnguibus ora soror foedans , & pectora pugnis Per medios ruit , ac morientém nomine clamat , Hoc illud germana fuit ? me fraude petebas ? Hoc rogus iste m●hi , hoc ignes , araequ● parabant ? Quid primum deserta quera● ? comitem ne sororem Spreuisti moriens ? eadem me ad fata vocasses : Idem anibas ferro dolor , atque eadem hora tulisset . His etiam struxi manibus , patriósque vocaui Voce de est sic te vt posita crudelis abessem ? Extinxite , me qúe soror , populumqúe patrésque Sidomos , vrbémque tuam date , — vulnera lymphis Abluam , & extremus si quis , super hallitus errat , Ore legam , sic fata , gradus euaserat altos , Simianimemque sinu germanam amplexa fouebat Cum gemitis , atque atros ficcabat veste cruores . Illa grauis oculos eonata attollere , rursus Deficit : infinum stridet sub pectore vulnus . Ter sese attollens , cubitóque innixa leuauit : Ter reuolut a toro est , oculísque errantibus alto Quaesiuit coelo lucem , ingomuítque reperta . Tum Iuno omnipotens longum miserata dolorem Difficilésq●e obitus , Irim demisit olympo : Qua luctantem animam , nexosque resolueret artus Nam , quia nec fato , merita nec morte peribat , Sed misera ante diem , subitóque accensa furore , Nondum illi flauum Prosperpina vertice crinem Abstulerat , Stygiòque caput damnauerat O●co . Ergo Iris croceis per coelum roscida p●nnis , Mille trahens varios aduerso sole colores Deuolat , & supra caput astitit hunc ego Diti Sacrum iussa fero , téque isto corpore soluo , Sic ait , & dextra crinem secat : omnis & vnà Dilapsus calor , atque in ventos vita recessit .

FINIS .