And said that he himself from ancient Trojan stock
Had sprung.
Wherefore, O princes, come and make my halls
Your own. An equal fate has willed that I, like you,
The sport of many toils, should find a resting place
Within this land. With grief acquainted, I have learned
To comfort hapless wanderers oppressed with grief.
They prepare to leave the scene. Dido despatches men to bear gifts to the Trojan fleet, and proclaims a banquet for the ensuing night in honor of Æneas and the Trojan princes.
Æneas, to Achates (643-655):
Go, speed thee, friend, to where, upon the sandy beach,