husband has dwindled to that. Why do I live any longer?—to
give my brother Pygmalion time to batter down
my walls, or Iarbas the Moor to carry me away captive? 10
Had I but borne any offspring of you before your flight,
were there some tiny Æneas to play in my hall, and remind
me of you, though but in look, I should not then feel utterly
captive and forlorn.”
She ceased. He all the while, at Jove’s command, was 15
keeping his eyes unmoved, and shutting up in his heart his
great love. At length he answers in brief:—“Fair queen,