Will Dido give to sweet Ascanius. For Dido's sake I take thee in my arms, These milk-white doves shall be his sentinels, Now, Cupid, turn thee to Ascanius' shape, And go to Dido, who, instead of him, Will set thee on her lap, and play with thee; And by that means repair his broken ships, Or else in Carthage make his kingly throne. CUP. I will, fair mother, and so play my part Free from the murmur of these running streams, Or whisking of these leaves; all shall be still, Till I return and take thee hence again.. [Exeunt. VOL. I. 24 ACT THE THIRD. SCENE I. Enter CUPID. CUP. Now, Cupid, cause the Carthaginian queen To be enamour'd of thy brother's looks. Convey this golden arrow in thy sleeve, Lest she imagine thou art Venus' son; And when she strokes thee softly on the head, Then shall I touch her breast and conquer her. Enter IARBAS, ANNA, and DIDO. IAR. How long, fair Dido, shall I pine for thee? 'Tis not enough that thou dost grant me love, But that I may enjoy what I desire: That love is childish which consists in words. I fear me, Dido hath been counted light, Albeit the gods do know, no wanton thought IAR, But Dido is the favour I request. DIDO. Weep not, sweet boy, thou shalt be Dido's son; Sit in my lap, and let me hear thee sing. [Cupid sings. 1 DIDO. Take it, Ascanius, for thy father's sake. mine! IAR. larbas, die, seeing she abandons thee. DIDO. No; live larbas: what hast thou deserv'd, DIDO. Iarbas, pardon me, and stay awhile. DIDO. What tell'st thou me of rich Getulia? Am not I queen of Lybia? then depart. IAR. Doth Dido call me back? DIDO. No; but I charge thee never look on me. IAR. Then pull out both mine eyes, or let me die. [Exit Iarbas. ANNA. Wherefore doth Dido bid Iarbas go? DIDO. Because his loathsome sight offends mine eye, And in my thoughts is shrin'd another Jove. O Anna! didst thou know how sweet love were, Full soon would'st thou abjure this single life. love. O that Iarbas could but fancy me! DIDO. Is not Æneas fair and beautiful? Is not Æneas worthy Dido's love? ANNA. O sister! were you empress of the world, Eneas well deserves to be your love. So lovely is he, that, where'er he goes, The people swarm to gaze him in the face. DIDO. But tell them, none shall gaze on him but I, Lest their gross eye-beams taint my lover's cheeks. Anna, good sister Anna, go for him, Lest with these sweet thoughts I melt clean away. ANNA. Then, sister, you'll abjure Iarbas' love? DIDO. Yet must I hear that loathsome name again? Run for Æneas, or I'll fly to him. [Exit Anna. CUP. You shall not hurt my father when he comes. DIDO. No, for thy sake, I'll love thy father well. O dull-conceited Dido! that till now Didst never think Eneas beautiful! But now, for quittance of this oversight, As many kisses as the sea hath sands. 'In whose fair bosom I will lock more wealth O here he comes: Love, love, give Dido leave Enter ENEAS, ACHATES, SERGESTUS, ILIONEUS, and CLOANTHUS. Achates, how doth Carthage please your lord? DIDO. Æneas, art thou there? EN. I understand your highness sent for me. In what might Dido highly pleasure thee. EN. So much have I receiv'd at Dido's hands, |