Scene [I]: The Cave [enter Sorceress] [PRELUDE FOR THE WITCHES] SORCERESS Wayward sisters, you that fright The lonely traveller by night Who, like dismal ravens crying, Beat the windows of the dying, Appear! Appear at my call, and share in the fame Of a mischief shall make all Carthage flame. Appear! [enter Enchantresses]
ACT THE FIRST Scene: The Palace [enter Dido, Belinda and train] BELINDA Shake the cloud from off your brow, Fate your wishes does allow; Empire growing, Pleasures flowing, Fortune smiles and so should you. CHORUS Banish sorrow, banish care, Grief should ne'er approach the fair. DIDO Ah! Belinda, I am prest With torment not to be Confest, Peace and I are strangers grown. I languish till my grief is known, Yet would not have it guest. BELINDA Grief increases by concealing,
DIDO Mine admits of no revealing.