Gods whose dominion is over the Souls, Shades without sound, Void, and you, Burning River, and you, broad Spaces voiceless beneath the Night, may I remain sinless in telling what has been told to me, and, by your divine assent, reveal truth sunk in depths of earth and gloom.
The sky and the lands, the watery plains, the moon’s gleaming face, the Titanic Sun and the stars are all strengthened by Spirit working within them, and by Mind, which is blended into all the vast universe and pervades every part of it, enlivening the whole mass.
Such were my wild words, for madness had mastered my judgement and gained complete control.
Live, and prosper, for all your adventures are past. We are called onwards from destiny to destiny. For you, your rest is won.
If there is any power of righteousness in Heaven, you will drink to the dregs the cup of punishment amid sea rocks and as you suffer cry “Dido” againa and again. Though far, yet I shall be near, haunting you with flames of blackest pitch. And when death’s chill has parted my body from its breath, wherever you go my spectre will be there,. You will have your punishment, you villain. And I shall hear, the news will reach me deep in the world of death.
She prayed then to whatever power may care in comprehending justice for the grief of lovers bound unequally by love.
Love triumphs over all.
Each of us finds the world of death fitted to himself.
Mothers of Latium! Hey! Hear me, each one of you, wherever you may be! If you still have any sympathy for poor Amata in your faithful hearts, or any prick of conscience for a mother’s claims, untie the bands around your hair and take to the wild rites with me!
This is a tale of arms and of a man. Fated to be an exile, he was the first to sail from the land of Troy and reach Italy, at its Lavinian shore. He met many tribulations on his way both by land on on the ocean; high Heaven willed it, for Juno was ruthless and could not forget her anger.
We have hearts valiant in war, we have spirit, and a manhood which has proved itself by deed.
To Romans I set no boundary in space or time. I have granted them dominion, and it has no end.
Death twitches my ear. “Live,” he says. “I am coming.
Ah, piteous boy, Fortune came smiling; was it in jealousy that she then cruelly denied you to me.
Those gods on whom our power hitherto depended have forsaken their altars and their shrines and gone forth from us; the city which you would rescue is already ablaze; and it is for us to plunge amid the spears and die. Nothing can save the conquered but the knowledge that they cannot now be saved.
His heart beat high for war and he blazed with an implacable fire which needed no kindling.
There may be no great honour in killing a woman; such a victory can bring no fame. But I shall have some credit for having stamped dead a mortal sin, and punished a wrong which cries out for justice; and it will be joy to have gutted my desire for the vengeance of the fire and satisfied the ashes of all that were ever dear to me.
Meanwhile Aeneas the True longed to allay her grief and dispel her sufferings with kind words. yet he remained obedient to the divine command, and with many a sigh, for he was shaken to the depths by the strength of his love, returned to his ships.
A festive din now rose and echoed through the palace halls. Lighted lamps hung from the coffered ceiling rich with gold leaf, and torches with high flames prevailed over the night.
No help or hope of help existed.