This man thrown up a beggar on my shores,

I took him in, insanely gave him up

A portion of my realm, from very death

Redeemed his comrades, saved his scattered ships.

... Go! Make for Italy!

Chased by the winds, across the wild waves seek

These vaunted kingdoms! But in sooth I hope,

If the benignant Gods can aught avail,

Vengeance will strike thee midway on the rocks,

Calling and calling upon Dido’s name.[[34]]