I sing of arms and a man, who first from the shores of ...

(Line 642) But Dido, trembling and wild/frenzied because of her ghastly/huge/monstrous undertakings, rolling a bloodshot eye, and having filled her trembling cheeks with splotches, and pale at/because of her coming death, she breaks through the interior doorways/thresholds of the palace, and raving, climbs the lofty steps (of the pyre) and ... ................
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