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None in the world shall have my love but thou;

[They make a fire.

So, leave me now; let none approach this place.

[Exit Iarbas.

Now, Dido, with these reliques burn thyself,
And make Æneas famous through the world
For perjury and slaughter of a queen.

Here lies the sword that in the darksome cave
He drew, and swore by, to be true to me:

Thou shalt burn first; thy crime is worse than his.
Here lies the garment which cloth'd him in
When first he came on shore; perish thou too!
These letters, lines, and perjur'd papers, all
Shall burn to cinders in this precious flame.
And now, ye gods, that guide the starry frame,
And order all things at your high dispose,
Grant, though the traitors land in Italy,
They may be still tormented with unrest;
And, from mine ashes, let a conqueror rise,
That may revenge this treason to a queen,
By ploughing up his countries with the sword.
Betwixt this land and that be never league,
Littora littoribus contraria, fluctibus undas
Imprecor: arma armis: pugnent ipsique nepotes :*
Live, false Æneas! truest Dido dies!

Sic, sic juvat ire sub umbras.

[She casts herself into the fire.

* Virgil.

Enter ANNA.

ANNA. O help, Iarbas! Dido, in these flames, Hath burnt herself! ah, me! unhappy me!

Enter IARBAS, running.

IAR. Cursed Iarbas ! die to expiate

The grief that tires upon thine inward soul.

Dido, I come to thee. Ah, me, Æneas!

સ્થળ

[Kills himself.

ANNA. What can my tears or cries prevail me now? Dido is dead, Iarbas slain; Iarbas, my dear love! O sweet Iarbas! Anna's sole delight;

What fatal destiny envies me thus,

To see my sweet Iarbas slay himself?

But Anna now shall honour thee in death,
And mix her blood with thine; this shall I do,
That gods and men may pity this my death,
And rue our ends, senseless of life or breath :
Now, sweet Iarbas, stay! I come to thee.

[Kills herself.

THE END OF VOL. II

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