parted soul and body, my shade shall haunt you everywhere.
Yes, wretch, you shall suffer, I shall hear it—the
news will reach me down among the dead.” So saying,
she snaps short her speech, and flies with loathing 5
from the daylight, and breaks and rushes from his sight,
leaving him hesitating, and fearing, and thinking of a
thousand things to say. Her maidens support her, and
carry her sinking frame into her marble chamber, and
lay her on her bed. 10
But good Æneas, though yearning to solace and soothe