Litchfield enquirer., 1865-04-06
(Done into modern American.)
BY OPIUM SINE DIG.

(Done into modern American.)
 BY OPIUM SINE DIG.
 But the poor Queen, by raging love oppressed, Nursed the fierce fire. and said she could nt rest She kep thinking what a trump was he, And how he fetched from heaven his pedigree His handsome talk, his get-up all so steep, Denied the Queen inwigoratin sleep Next day the sun arose at jest sunrise, And sent the dank fog sneakin from the skies, When to her sister thus she did declare,- i've had, dear Anna. nocturnal mare: T. ,snice young man. that's now stoppin here To my affections is a crawlin near: His origins celestial, Eve no doubt; Such fearless souls in this ere world don
 sprout
 My grief! what ups and downs that man has l met
 And what tremendous battles he has fit, F hadn't vowed not to unite again, l aint quite certain but should cave in. Since my poor Sic was siewd by brother Pyg. For no live man I've ever cared fig; But since to Carthage this brave hero came l 1 kind O feel that g me old ancient flame But I'd be swallowed up alive right here, Or knocked insensible by Jupiter, Before, oh Modesty, I'd murder thee, Or scandalize our best society
 While Sichaus keeps his cofined state, My heart lies with his ashes that's my gait" :" Thus Dido speaks, her sRally choked with Whom thus the sympathzing Anna cheers; "Oh sister, dearer than the light of day, 3l Why will you weep your precious eyes away ? Do you suppose your husbands bope.dust cares ! Bungtown copper who his trowss wears Twas we'll enough to sack the Lybian peers, And put flea in swart Iarbas' ears, But if to this man you take such shine By all means advise you to sail in. Have you forgot our fierce Numidian foes? Doth not Gatulia rob us of repose? Is not Tyre with us for scrimmage booked? Will not Pygmalon seek his pewter hooked. . It's my opinion Juno manned the oars Tn at pulled this gallant Trojan to our shores, And if you can but make this match ignite. Our city'll flourish higher nor kite If Troy and Carthage can their horses hitch T will raise our glory to the highest pitch. Now my dear sister, follow my advice,- Go and prepare the gods sacrifice; Less have party, and high old time, And play your best card for detaining him. While stormy winter rules the sea and sky, And his worn ships are laid up high and dry This kind of talk the Queen of shame bereft, Till nary scruple in her mind was left So to the meetinhouse call they paid, 56 And on the altar slaughtered several head Of two-y year-olds, to see if they could please Ceres, and snndry other deities: But first of al; they seek tAa Dido herself stood o'er the broiling kline, And on their foreheads split a mug of wine, Or 'mong the loaded altars wandered round, To see what happy omens could be found Oh ignorant diviners what's the use Of poking into smoking entrails thus, While through her marrow the fierce fluid runs And hot combustion eats her very bones Through the wide city's avenues and gates Her restless Majesty perambulates,- As, in the forest, some unwary stag, On whom some sportsman, seeking game to
 bag,
 Hath drawn bead, with weapon pitiless), Flies, leaping, through the Cretan wilderness The deadly arrow stickin in his feelings, Unconscious what tits provokes his squealings Now she locks arms, and shows him through
 the town,
 And prcmenades the sidewalks up and down, Points out her palaces, and brown stone fronts And gently hints they are To LET, at once; Then puts him through another course of feed And wants to hear more of the Trojan steed When all the guests had left and gone to bed And the pale moon had sunk into the shade, She wandered through the lonely banquet hall And tried his voice and features to recall; Then sought Ascanius, and hugged the lad, Because he looked so very like his dad. The public buildings go up very tardy, The sojer-boys don't drill, or study Hardee,- The ramparts and intrenchments are neglected And mighty little progress is effected. fJuno, meanwhile, perceiving how she acted, -
 % With Cupid's pizon ravin and distracted, Of reputation ss oblivious
 She didn't care continental cuss- She, (Juno), went to- Venus, and says she, What condemn smart pair of gods you be You and your Boy may deem it big thing To get this feeble woman on string, But don't see it,-but I do see this; You're down on my new-built metropolis. Now whither do your machinations tend, , Or when will these deplored contentious end Why not unite them in the bands of Hymen, So you and can live two loving women? You have accomplished all your hearts desire Poor Dido loves him like house aire,- Less put the royal robes on both their backs, And you and I go tutelary snacks'' Venus perceived that she was playing possum
 .-... 1Ot And with deceitful purpose, answered. "Yes m Since you're disposed the hand something to do 1 must not be at loggerheads with you,- But Jupiter. you know, must have his say, Or else there'll be the very juice to pay You are his wife-you pump him,-1've nc Hell M be all right; you lead, d,- I'll follow suit. ' Ah's little chore I'll undertake, my dear, ' 1l5 Saiu royal Juno ''Now jest look hear; The IroJan prince and Dido ride away To go hunting, at the break of day
 Tomorrow While the hunters spread thei,
 tolls '-s'' I'll fill the sky, with thunders and turmo;,s Scatter their retinue with hail and rain. And into the same cavern lead the twain I'll be on hand, and if you don't back down. I'll join lem fast, and do the job up brown "Nuff ced," replied the diplomatic Venus; "This trick shall be inwiolate between us <" And now the morning sun ascends the sky | t..-,- 12 The armed hunters to the forests hie, With nets, and such like preparation,
 And packs of hounds, that bark like all crea
 tion.
 The Carthaginian peers expectant wait For Dido's coming, at her door-yard gate, While she, arisen from unquiet slumber, Is putting on her Sunday clothes, up chomber l Her 6prv sfaod hio foom mipn n oh.-:.-