Dido | ||
SCENE XIV.
Dido, Selene, Araspes.Aras.
Think on your danger, Dido.
Sel.
Think, O! think
What means may yet preserve thee.
Did.
Do I still
Bear all these woes and live?—Go, dear Selene,
Thou, in my stead, provide, assist in all;
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Sel.
Alas! my bosom's woes transcend thy own.
[Exit.
Dido | ||