_Dido._ Call him not wicked, sister speake him faire, And looke vpon him with a Mermaides eye, Tell him, I neuer vow'd at _Aulis_ gulfe The desolation of his natiue _Troy_, Nor sent a thousand ships vnto the walles, Nor euer violated faith to him: Request him gently (_Anna_) to returne, I craue but this, he stay a tide or two, That I may learne to beare it patiently, If he depart thus suddenly, I dye: Run _Anna_, run, stay not to answere me. _Anna._ I goe faire sister, heauens graunt good successe. _Exit Anna._ _Enter the Nurse._ _Nurse._ O _Dido_, your little sonne _Ascanius_ Is gone! he lay with me last night, And in the morning he was stolne from me, I thinke some Fairies haue beguiled me. _Dido._ O cursed hagge and false dissembling wretch! That slayest me with thy harsh and hellish tale, Thou for some pettie guift hast let him goe, And I am thus deluded of my boy: Away with her to prison presently, Traytoresse too keend and cursed Sorceresse. _Nurse._ I know not what you meane by treason, I, I am as true as any one of yours. _Exeunt the Nurse._ _Dido._ Away with her, suffer her not to speake. My sister comes, I like not her sad lookes. _Enter Anna._ _Anna._ Before I came, _Æneas_ was abourd, And spying me, hoyst vp the sailes amaine: But I cride out, _Æneas_, false _Æneas_ stay. Then gan he wagge his hand, which yet held vp, Made me suppose he would haue heard me speake: Then gan they driue into the Ocean, Which when I viewd, I cride, _Æneas_ stay, _Dido_, faire _Dido_ wils _Æneas_ stay: Yet he whose heart of adamant or flint, My teares nor plaints could mollifie a whit: Then carelesly I rent my haire for griefe, Which seene to all, though he beheld me not, They gan to moue him to redresse my ruth, And stay a while to heare what I could say, But he clapt vnder hatches saild away. _Dido._ O _Anna_, _Anna_, I will follow him. _Anna._ How can ye goe when he hath all your fleete? _Dido._ Ile frame me wings of waxe like _Icarus_, And ore his ships will soare vnto the Sunne, That they may melt and I fall in his armes: Or els Ile make a prayer vnto the waues, That I may swim to him like _Tritons_ neece: O _Anna_, fetch _Orions_ Harpe, That I may tice a Dolphin to the shoare, And ride vpon his backe vnto my loue: Looke sister, looke louely _Æneas_ ships, See see, the billowes heaue him vp to heauen, And now downe falles the keeles into the deepe: O sister, sister, take away the Rockes, Theile breake his ships, O _Proteus_, _Neptune_, _Ioue_, Saue, saue _Æneas_, _Didos_ leefest loue! Now is he come on shoare safe without hurt: But see, _Achates_ wils him put to sea, And all the Sailers merrie make for ioy, But he remembring me shrinkes backe againe: See where he comes, welcome, welcome my loue. _Anna._ Ah sister, leaue these idle fantasies, Sweet sister cease, remember who you are.