BOOK IV

Have you ever had a crush on someone? Who knows why it happens, but one day you meet someone special and the next thing you know you're lying awake at night thinking about him or her. Everything else begins to bore you. You can only think of one person. That's how Dido feels when Aeneas finishes his story.

Soft fire consumes the marrow-bones, the silent Wound grows, deep in the heart.

Unhappy Dido burns, and wanders, burning, All up and down the city, the way a deer With a hunter's careless arrow in her flank Ranges the uplands, with the shaft still clinging To the hurt side.

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