He loves me too-too well to serve me so: Yet he that in my sight would not relent, Will, being absent, be obdurate[554] still. By this, is he got to the water-side; And, see, the sailors take him by the hand; But he shrinks back; and now remembering me, 190 Returns amain: welcome, welcome, my love! But where's Æneas? ah, he's gone, he's gone! _Enter_ ANNA. _Anna._ What means my sister, thus to rave and cry? _Dido._ O Anna, my Æneas is abroad, And, leaving me, will sail to Italy! Once didst thou go, and he came back again: Now bring him back, and thou shalt be a queen, And I will live a private life with him. _Anna._ Wicked Æneas! _Dido._ Call him not wicked, sister: speak him fair, 200 And look upon him with a mermaid's eye; Tell him, I never vow'd at Aulis' gulf The desolation of his native Troy, Nor sent a thousand ships unto the walls, Nor ever violated faith to him; Request him gently, Anna, to return: I crave but this,--he stay a tide or two, That I may learn to bear it patiently; If he depart thus suddenly, I die. Run, Anna, run; stay not to answer me. 210 _Anna._ I go, fair sister: heavens grant good success! [_Exit._ _Enter_ Nurse. _Nurse._ O Dido, your little son Ascanius Is gone! he lay with me last night, And in the morning he was stoln from me: I think, some fairies have beguilèd me. _Dido._ O cursèd hag and false dissembling wretch, That slay'st me with thy harsh and hellish tale! Thou for some petty gift hast let him go, And I am thus deluded of my boy.-- Away with her to prison presently, 220 _Enter_ Attendants. Trait'ress too kenned[555] and cursèd sorceress! _Nurse._ I know not what you mean by treason, I; I am as true as any one of yours. _Dido._ Away with her! suffer her not to speak. [_Exit_ Nurse _with_ Attendants. My sister comes: I like not her sad looks. _Re-enter_ ANNA. _Anna._ Before I came, Æneas was aboard, And, spying me, hoist up the sails amain; But I cried out, "Æneas, false Æneas, stay!" Then gan he wag his hand, which, yet held up, Made me suppose he would have heard me speak; 230 Then gan they drive into the ocean: Which when I view'd, I cried, "Æneas, stay! Dido, fair Dido wills Æneas stay!" Yet he, whose heart['s] of adamant or flint, My tears nor plaints could mollify a whit. Then carelessly I rent my hair for grief: Which seen to all, though he beheld me not, They gan to move him to redress my ruth, And stay a while to hear what I could say; But he, clapp'd under hatches, sail'd away. 240 _Dido._ O Anna, Anna, I will follow him!