FROM OVID.
1.
Since I have lost my bridal name,
Sichæan Dido, when the gloom
Of death has quenched my vital flame,
Be this the legend on my tomb:
2.
"The worst of Trojans gave, alas,
The cruel cause—the sword unjust;
Poor Dido, brought to life's last pass,
Could furnish nothing but the thrust!"
COMMENT ON THIS TEXT:
"Why, what calumnious charge is this
That you against him would advance?
All that the good knight did amiss
Was, that he ever joined the dance."