AEn. This is no seate for one thats comfortles, May it please your grace to let AEneas waite:  For though my birth be great, my fortunes meane, Too meane to be companion to a Queene.

Dido. Thy fortune may be greater then thy birth, Sit downe AEneas, sit in Didos place, And if this be thy sonne as I suppose, Here let him sit, be merrie louely child.

AEn. This place beseemes me not, O pardon me.

Dido. Ile haue it so, AEneas be content.

Asca. Madame, you shall be my mother.

Dido. And so I will sweete child:  be merrie man, Heres to thy better fortune and good starres.

AEn. In all humilitie I thanke your grace.

Dido. Remember who thou art, speake like thy selfe, Humilitie belongs to common groomes.

AEn. And who so miserable as AEneas is?

Dido. Lyes it in Didos hands to make thee blest, Then be assured thou art not miserable.

AEn. O Priamus, O Troy, oh Hecuba!

Dido. May I entreate thee to discourse at large,
And truely to how Troy was ouercome: 
For many tales goe of that Cities fall,
And scarcely doe agree vpon one poynt: 
Some say Antenor did betray the towne,
Others report twas Sinons periurie: 
But all in this that Troy is ouercome,
And Priam dead, yet how we heare no newes.

AEn. A wofull tale bids Dido to vnfould, Whose memorie like pale deaths stony mace, Beates forth my senses from this troubled soule, And makes AEneas sinke at Didos feete.

Dido. What faints AEneas to remember Troy?  In whose defence he fought so valiantly:  Looke vp and speake.

AEn. Then speake AEneas with Achilles tongue,
And Dido and you Carthaginian Peeres
Heare me, but yet with Mirmidons harsh eares,
Daily inur’d to broyles and Massacres,
Lest you be mou’d too much with my sad tale. 
The Grecian souldiers tired with ten yeares warre;
Began to crye, let vs vnto our ships,
Troy is inuincible, why stay we here? 
With whose outcryes Atrides being apal’d,
Summoned the Captaines to his princely tent,
Who looking on the scarres we Troians gaue,
Seeing the number of their men decreast,
And the remainder weake and out of heart,
Gaue vp their voyces to dislodge the Campe,
And so in troopes all marcht to Tenedos: 
Where when they came, Vlysses on the sand
Assayd with honey words to turne them backe: 
And as he spoke to further his entent,
The windes did driue huge billowes to the shoare,
And heauen was darkned with tempestuous clowdes: 
Then he alleag’d the Gods would haue them stay,
And prophecied Troy should be ouercome: