DIDO Whence could so much virtue spring? What storms, what battles did he sing? Anchises' valour mix'd with Venus' charms How soft in peace, and yet how fierce in arms!
BELINDA A tale so strong and full of woe Might melt the rocks as well as you.
SECOND WOMAN What stubborn heart unmov'd could see Such distress, such piety?
DIDO Mine with storms of care oppress'd Is taught to pity the distress'd. Mean wretches' grief can touch, So soft, so sensible my breast; But ah! I fear, I pity his too much.
BELINDA AND SECOND WOMAN repeated by Chorus Fear no danger to ensue, The Hero loves as well as you, Ever gentle, ever smiling, And the cares of life beguiling, Cupid strew your path with flowers Gather'd from Elysian bowers.