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Thus fell the king, who yet surviv'd the state,
With such a signal and peculiar fate,
Under so vast a ruin, not a grave,
Nor in such flames a fun'ral fire to have.

545 He whom such titles swell’d, such pow'r made

To whom the sceptres of all Asia bow'd ;
On the cold earth lies th' unregarded king,
A headless carcass, and a nameless thing!




Having at large declar'd Jove's embassy,
Cyllenius from Æneas straight doth fly ;
He, loath to disobey the god's command,
Nor willing to forsake this pleasant land,
Asham’d the kind Eliza to deceive,
But more afraid to take a solemn leave,
He many ways his lab’ring thoughts revolves,
But fear o'ercoming shame, at last resolves,
(Instructed by the god of Thieves *) to steal

and his

He calls his captains, bids them rig the fleet,
That at the port they privately should meet,
And some dissembled colour to project,
That Dido should not their design suspect :

* Mercury




Bat all in vain he did his plo: disguise ;
No art a watchful lover can surprise.
She the first motion finds : love tho' most sure,
Yet always to it self seems unsecure.
That wicked fame which their first love proclaim'd
Foretells the end: the queen, with rage intian’d, 20
Thus greets him. “ Thou dissembler wouidst thou
“Out of my arms by stealth perfidiously? [fly
“ Could not the hand I piighted, nor the love,
“ Nor thee the fate of dying Dido, move ?
“ And in the depth of winter, in the night, 25
“ Dark as thy black designs, to take thy flight,
“ To plough the racing seas to coasts unknown,
“ The kingdom thou pretend'st to not thine own!
“ Were Troy restör'd, thou shouldst mistrust a wind
“ False as thy vows, and as thy heart unkind. 30
“ Fly'st thou from me ? By these dear drops of brine
" I thee adjure, by that right hand of thine,
“ By our espousals, by our inarriage-bed,
“ If all my kindness aught have merited ;
6. If ever I stood fair in thy esteem,

“ From ruin me and my lost house redeem.
“ Cannot my pray’rs a free acceptance find ?
66 Nor my tears soften an obdurate mind?

My fame of chastity, by which the skies I reach'd before, by thee extinguish'd dies. 40 “ Into my borders now larbas fails, “And my revengeful brother scales my walls ;

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66 The wild Numidians will advantage take ; “ For thee both Tyre and Carthage me forsake. “ Hadst thou before thy flight but left with me 45 A young Eneas, who, resembling thee, Might in my sight have sported, I had then " Not wholly lost, nor quite deserted been ; By thee, no more my husband, but my guest,

Betray'd to mischiefs, of which death's the least."

With fixed looks he stands, and in his breast, si By Jove's command, his struggling care supprest. “Great Queen ! your favours and deserts so great, " Tho'numberless, I never shall forget; “ No time, until myself I have forgot, 55 “Out of my heart Eliza's name shall blot: “But my unwilling flight the gods enforce, And that must justify our sad divorce. “ Since I must you forsake, would Fate permit

To my desires I might my fortune fit, 60 “ Troy to her ancient splendour I would raise, " And where I first began would end my days. “ But since the Lycian Lots and Delphic god " Have destin'd Italy for our abode ;

64 “Since you proud Carthage (Aled from Tyre) enjoy, " Why should not Latium us receive from Troy? “ As for my son, my father's angry ghost “ Tells me his hopes by my delays are crost. “ And mighty Jove's ambassador appear'd 69 “ With the same message, whom I saw and heard ;

s. We both are griev'd when you or I complain, “ But much the more when all complaints are vain : - I call to witness all the gods, and thy “ Beloved head, the coast of Italy “ Against my will I seek.”

75 Whilst thus he speaks she rolls her sparkling eyes, Surveys him round, and thus incens'd replies “ Thy mother was no goddess, nor thy stock $cFrom Dardanus, but in some horrid rock, “ Perfidious wretch! rough Caucasus thee bred, 80 “ And with their milk Hyrcanian tigers fed. - Dissimulation I shall now forget, ** And my reserves of rage in order set, “ Could all my pray’rs and soft entreaties force “ Sighs from his breast, or from his look remorse.85 “Where shall I first complain ? can mighty Jove " Or Juno such impieties approve? " The just Astrea sure is fled to hell, “ Nor more in earth nor heav'n itself will dwell. • Oh, Faith I him on my coasts by tempest cast, go

Receiving madly, on my throne I plac’d: “ His men from famine and his fleet from fire “I rescu'd : now the Lycian Lots conspire “ With Phæbus ; now Jove's envoy thro' the air “ Brings dismal tidings, as if such low care 95 “ Could reach theirthoughts, or their repose disturb! 6. Thou art a false impostor and a fourbe. Go, go, pursue thy kingdom thro’ the main, “' I hope, if Heav'n her justice still retain,


- Thou shalt be wreck’d, or cast upon some rock, "6 Where thou the name of Dido shalt invoke: 101 “I'll follow thee in fun'ral flames : when dead “My ghost shail thee attend at board and bed : “ And when the gods on thee their vengeance show, " That welcome news shall comfort me below."105

This saying, from his hated sight she fled, Conducted by her damsels to ber bed : Yet restless she arose, and looking out, Beholds the fleet, and hears the seamen shout When grcat Eneas pass'd before the guard, To make a view how all things were prepar’d. Ah! cruel Love! to what dost thou enforce Poor mortal breasts ! Again she hath recourse To tears and pray rs, again she feels the smart Of a fresh wound from his tyrannic dart. 115 That she no ways nor means may leave untry'd, Thus to her sister she herself apply'd : “ Dear sister ! my resentment had not been “ So moving, if this fate I had foreseen ; “ Therefore to me this last kind office do ; “ Thou hast some int'rest in our scornful foe; “ He trusts to thee the counsels of his mind, 46 Thou his soft hours and free access canst find : " Tell himn I sent not to the Ilian coast “My fleet to aid the Greeks; his father's ghost 125 " I never did disturb : ask him to lend “ To this the last request that I shall send,


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