and gallant Cloanthus.
Astounded was Dido, Sidon’s daughter, first at the hero’s
presence, then at his enormous sufferings, and she bespoke
him thus:—“What chance is it, goddess-born, that is
hunting you through such a wilderness of perils? what 30
violence throws you on our savage coasts? Are you, indeed,
the famed Æneas, whom to Anchises the Dardan,
Venus, queen of light and love, bore by the stream of
Simois? Aye, I remember Teucer coming to Sidon, driven
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