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Dido “Remember me, but ah! forget my fate . . . ” Aeneas leaves to found his nation-state And all that we remember is your fate: The tinsel’s torn, transmogrified desire Extravagantly feeds the fatal pyre; Your putti scream, then, smudged with smoke, escape To publish love rewritten now as rape; And in the gulf the breeze that fills his sails Wafts to his ears their penitential wails.  You are reading copyrighted material published by Ohio University Press/Swallow Press. Unauthorized posting, copying, or distributing of this work except as permitted under U.S. copyright law is illegal and injures the author and publisher. ...

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