quam Trous heros ut primum iuxta stetit agnovitque per umbras obscuram, qualem primo qui surgere mense aut videt aut vidisse putat per nubila lunam, demisit lacrimas dulcique adfatus amore est: infelix Dido, verus mihi nuntius ergo venerat exstinctam, ferroque extrema secutam? funeris heu! tibi causa fui? per sidera iuro, per superos, et si qua fides tellure sub ima est, invitus, regina, tuo de litore cessi.
and soon as the Trojan hero stood near and knew her, a dim form amid the shadows'even as, in the early month, one sees or fancies he has seen the moon rise amid the clouds'he shed tears, and spoke to her in tender love: Unhappy Dido! Was the tale true then that came to me, that you were dead and had sought your doom with the sword? Was I, alas! the cause of your death? By the stars I swear, by the world above, and whatever is sacred in the grave below, unwillingly, queen, I parted from your shores.
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