Aeneid lines

Aeneid lines 56-67

First of all, they approach the shrines and seek peace from altar to altar; they sacrifice two-year-old sheep selected in accordance with custom to Ceres the law giver, to Apollo and father Bacchus, but above all to Juno, to whom the bonds of marriage are a (special) care. Most beautiful Dido herself, holding the dish in her right hand, pours (the blood / a libation) over the middle of the horns of a gleaming white cow, or promenades before the faces of the gods towards the altars rich in fat, renewing the day with gifts, and, gazing into the laid bare breasts of cattle, consults the (still) breathing internal organs. Alas for the ignorant minds of seers! What help are prayers or shrines to a mad person? The flame consumes the soft marrow in the meantime, and the silent wound lives beneath her breast.

Aeneid lines 68-85

Unlucky Dido burns and wanders throughout the whole city in her madness, like a deer when the arrow is shot, which the shepherd, attacking with his weapons, has pierced off her guard far away amid the Cretan groves and has left (in it) the flying weapon, unawares: the deer in its flight wanders through the woods and Cretan glades; (but) the fateful arrow sticks in her side. Now she leads Aeneas with her through the midst of the city and shows him the Phoenician riches and a ready-made city. She begins to speak but stops in the middle of her utterance; then, as the daylight slips away, she seeks the same banquet, demands madly to hear the Trojan toils once again, and hangs again on the lips of the narrator. Afterwards, when they have parted, and the dim moon by turns suppresses her light and the setting stars advise sleep, alone in her empty home she grieves and lies on the abandoned couch. Him, the absent one, she, absent, hears and sees, or, captivated by the likeness to his father, holds Ascanius in her bosom, in the hope that she can cheat her unspeakable love.