Misera Dido 1: Aeneid IV, 296-303 - Virgil: At regina dolos - quis fallere possit amantem? praesensit The queen (can anyone fool a lover?) had a premonition of his trickery, motusque excepit prima futuros, omnia tuta timens. and sensed what was about to unfold - she frets enough when all is well. Eadem impia Fama furenti detulit She was beside herself when thaqt same irreverent Rumour armari classem cursumque parari. put the word about of an imminent departure and rigging of the fleet. Saevit inops animi, totamque incensa per urbem bacchatur, She went wild. All over the city she rushed, out of her mind and frenzied, like a Bacchanal qualis commotis excita sacris Thyias, aroused by the rattle of emblems ubi audito stimulant trieterica Baccho origia, and whipped up for the triennial rites by the cry of 'Bacchus!' nocturnusque vocat clamore Cithaeron. and enticed by night-clad Cithaeron's mountainous din. |