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• Publisher's Notice
• To My Worthy Friend , Master Thomas Hammon, of Gray's Inn , &c.
• Persons Represented.
• The Jew of Malta.
• Act the First.
• Scene I.
• Scene II.
• Act the Second.
• Scene I.
• Scene II.
• Scene III.
• Act the Third.
• Scene I.
• Scene II.
• Scene III.
• Scene IV.
• Scene V.
• Scene VI.
• Act the Fourth.
• Scene I.
• Scene II.
• Scene III.
• Scene IV.
• Scene V.
• Scene VI.
• Act the Fifth.
• Scene I.
• Scene II.
• Scene III.
• Scene IV.
• Scene V.
• Edward the Second.
• Act the First.
• Scene I.
• Scene II.
• Scene III.
• Scene IV.
• Act the Second.
• Scene I.
• Scene II.
• Scene III.
• Scene IV.
• Scene V.
• Act the Third.
• Scene I.
• Scene II.
• Scene III.
• Act the Fourth.
• Scene I.
• Scene II.
• Scene III.
• Scene IV.
• Scene V.
• Scene VI.
• Act the Fifth.
• Scene I.
• Scene II.
• Scene III.
• Scene IV.
• Scene V.
• Scene VI.
• The Massacre At Paris.
• Scene I.
• Scene II.
• Scene III.
• Scene IV.
• Scene V.
• Scene VI.
• Scene VII.
• Scene VIII.
• Scene IX.
• Scene X.
• Scene XI.
• Scene XII.
• Scene XIII.
• Scene XIV.
• Scene XV.
• Scene XVI.
• Scene XVII.
• Scene XVIII.
• Scene XIX.
• Scene XX.
• Scene XXI.
• Scene XXII.
• Scene XXIII.
• Scene XXIV.
• The Tragedy of Dido, Queen of Carthage.
• Act I.
• Scene I.
• Scene II.
• Act II.
• Scene I.
• Act III.
• Scene I.
• Scene II.
• Scene III.
• Scene IV.
• Act IV.
• Scene I.
• Scene II.
• Scene Iii
• Scene IV.
• Scene V
• Act V.
• Scene I.

SCENE IV.

The storm. Enter AEneas and Dido in the cave, at several times

Dido.

• Æneas!

Æn.

• Dido!

Dido.

• Tell me, dear love, how found you out this cave?

Æn.

• By chance, sweet queen, as Mars and Venus met

Dido.

• Why, that was in a net, where we are loose;
• And yet I am not free,—O, would I were!

Æn.

• Why, what is it that Dido may desire
• And not obtain, be it in human power?

Dido.

• The thing that I will die before I ask,
• And yet desire to have before I die.

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Æn.

• It is not aught Æneas may achieve?
• Dido, Æneas! no; although his eyes do pierce.

Æn.

• What, hath Iarbas anger'd her in aught?
• And will she be avenged on his life?

Dido.

• Not anger'd me, except in angering thee.

Æn.

• Who, then, of all so cruel may he be
• That should detain, thy eye in his defects?

Dido.

• The man that I do eye where'er I am;
• Whose amorous face, like Pæan, sparkles fire,
• Whenas he butts his beams on Flora's bed.

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• Prometheus hath put on Cupid's shape,
• And I must perish in his burning arms:
• Æneas, O Æneas, quench these flames!

Æn.

• What ails my queen? is she faln sick of late?

Dido.

• Not sick, my love; but sick I must conceal
• The torment that it boots me not reveal:
• And yet I'll speak,-and yet I'll hold my peace.
• Do shame her worst, I will disclose my grief:
• Æneas, thou art he-what did I say?
• Something it was that now I have forgot

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Æn.

• What means fair Dido by this doubtful speech?

Dido.

• Nay, nothing; but Æneas loves me not.

Æn.

• Æneas' thoughts dare not ascend so high
• As Dido's heart, which monarchs might not scale.

Dido.

• It was because I saw no king like thee,
• Whose golden crown might balance may content;
• But now that I have found what to affect
• I follow one that loveth fame 'fore1 me,
• And rather had seem fair [in] Sirens' eyes,
• Than to the Carthage queen that dies for him.

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Æn.

• If that your majesty can look so low
• As my despised worths that shun all praise,
• With this my hand I give to you my heart,
• And vow, by all the gods of hospitality,
• By heaven and earth, and my fair brother's bow,
• By Paphos, Capys,2 and the purple sea
• From whence my radiant mother did ascend,3
• And by this sword that sav'd me from the Greeks,
• Never to leave these new-upreared walls,
• Whiles Dido lives and rules in Juno's town,-

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• Never to like or love any but her!
• Dido, What more than Delian music do I hear,
• That calls my soul from forth his living seat
• To move unto the measures of delight?
• Kind clouds, that sent forth such a courteous storm
• As made disdain to fly to fancy's lap!
• Stout love, in mine arms make thy Italy,
• Whose crown and kingdom rests at thy command:
• Sichæus, not Æneas, be thou call'd;
• The king of Carthage, not Anchises' son.

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• Hold, take these jewels at thy lover's hand,
• [Giving jewels, &c.
• These golden bracelets, and this wedding-ring,
• Wherewith my husband woo'd me yet a maid,
• And be thou king of Libya by my gift.
• [Exeunt to the care.

ACT IV.

[1]Old ed. “for.”—In the preceding line the old ed. reads “effect.”

[2]The father of Anchises.

[3]Old ed. “descend” (which Dyce and Cunningham strangely retain).