AEn. The dreames (braue mates) that did beset my bed,
When sleepe but newly had imbrast the night,
Commaunds me leaue these vnrenowmed beames,
Whereas Nobilitie abhors to stay,
And none but base AEneas will abide: 
Abourd, abourd, since Fates doe bid abourd,
And slice the Sea with sable coloured ships,
On whom the nimble windes may all day waight,
And follow them as footemen through the deepe: 
Yet Dido casts her eyes like anchors out,
To stay my Fleete from loosing forth the Bay: 
Come backe, come backe, I heare her crye a farre,
And let me linke my bodie to my lips,
That tyed together by the striuing tongues,
We may as one saile into Italy.

Acha. Banish that ticing dame from forth your mouth,
And follow your foreseeing starres in all;
This is no life for men at armes to liue,
Where daliance doth consume a Souldiers strength,
And wanton motions of alluring eyes,
Effeminate our mindes inur’d to warre.

Illio. Why, let vs build a Citie of our owne,
And not stand lingering here for amorous lookes: 
Will Dido raise old Priam forth his graue,
And build the towne againe the Greekes did burne? 
No no, she cares not how we sinke or swimme,
So she may haue AEneas in her armes.

Cloan. To Italy, sweete friends to Italy, We will not stay a minute longer here.

AEn. Troians abourd, and I will follow you,
I faine would goe, yet beautie calles me backe: 
To leaue her so and not once say farewell,
Were to transgresse against all lawes of loue: 
But if I vse such ceremonious thankes,
As parting friends accustome on the shoare,
Her siluer armes will coll me round about,
And teares of pearle, crye stay, AEneas, stay: 
Each word she sayes will then containe a Crowne,
And euery speech be ended with a kisse: 
I may not dure this female drudgerie,
To sea AEneas, finde out Italy. Exit.

Enter Dido and Anna.

Dido. O Anna, runne vnto the water side,
They say AEneas men are going abourd,
It may be he will steale away with them: 
Stay not to answere me, runne Anna runne. 
O foolish Troians that would steale from hence,
And not let Dido vnderstand their drift: 
I would haue giuen Achates store of gold,
And Illioneus gum and Libian spice,
The common souldiers rich imbrodered coates,
And siluer whistles to controule the windes,
Which Circes sent Sicheus when he liued: 
Vnworthie are they of a Queenes reward: 
See where they come, how might I doe to chide?

Enter Anna, with AEneas, Achates, Illioneus, and Sergestus.

Anna. Twas time to runne, AEneas had been gone, The sailes were hoysing vp, and he abourd.