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Your Councel all is urg'd in vain, To Earth and Heaven I will complain.
To Earth and Heaven why do I call, Earth and Heaven conspire my Fall.
To Fate I sue, of other means bereft, The only refuge for the wretched left.
See Madam, see where the Prince appears, Such Sorrow in his looks he bears, As would convince you still he's true.
What shall lost Aeneas do?
How Royal Fair, shall I impart The Gods' decree and tell you we must part.
Thus on the fatal Banks of Nile, Weeps the deceitful Crocodile.
Thus Hypocrites that Murder Act, Make Heaven and Gods the Authors of the Fact.
By all that's good,
By all that's good: no more, All that's good you have Forswore.
To your promised Empire fly, And let forsaken Dido dye.
In spight of Jove's command I'll stay, Offend the Gods, and Love obey.
No faithless Man thy course pursue, I'm now resolved as well as you.
No Repentance shall reclaim The Injur'd Dido slighted Flame.
For 'tis enough what e're you now decree, That you had once a thought of leaving me.
Let Jove say what he please, I'll stay.
Away, away.
Away, away.
No, no, I'll stay, and Love obey!
To Death I'll fly, if longer you delay.
But Death, alas! I cannot shun, Death must come when he is gone.