رحيل….

Dido preparing to kill here self with Aeneas sword

it was dead of night,when weary of bodies close
There eyes in balmy sleep, and soft repose
The winds no longer whisper throw the woods
Nor murmuring tides disturb the gentle flood
The stars in silent order moved around
And peace with downy wings,was brooding on the ground
The flocks and herds,and party colored fowl
which haunt the woods , or swim the weedy pool
stretched on the the quiet earth , securely lay
Forgetting the last labors of the day
All else nature’s common gift partake : unhappy Dido was alone awake
Nor sleep nor ease the furious queen can Find
sleep fled her eyes ,as quiet fled her mind
Despair, and rage and love divide her heart
Despair and rage had some, but love the greater part
Then thus she said within here mind
what shall i do??

virgil- the aeneid

~ بواسطة hebatheodora على نوفمبر 30, 2008.