Enter Æneas Alone Monologue from The Tragedy of Dido Queene of Carthage

From The Tragedy of Dido Queene of Carthage by Christopher Marlowe

male · anguished · 50 sec

Æn. Carthage, my friendly host adue, Since destinie doth call me from the shoare: Hermes this night descending in a dreame, Hath summond me to fruitfull Italy: Ioue wils it so, my mother wils it so: Let my Phenissa graunt, and then I goe: Graunt she or no, Æneas must away, Whose golden fortunes clogd with courtly ease, Cannot ascend to Fames immortall house, Or banquet in bright honors burnisht hall, Till he hath furrowed Neptunes glassie fieldes, And cut a passage through his toples hilles: Achates come forth, Sergestus, Illioneus, Cloanthus, haste away, Æneas calles. (Enter Achates, Cloanthus, Sergestus, and Illioneus.)

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