Dido and Aeneas, Z. 626, Act 1: Duet. "Whence Could so Much Virtue Spring?" (Dido, Belinda)

Whence could so much Virtue spring,

What Storms,

What Battles did he sing?

Anchises Valour mixt with Venus' Charms,

How soft

How soft in Peace, and yet how fierce in Arms.

A Tale so strong and full of woe

Might melt the Rocks as well as you.

What stubborn Heart unmov'd could see,

Such Distress, such Piety?

Mine with Storms of Care opprest

Is taught to pity the Distrest,

Mean wretches Grief can Touch,

So soft, so sensible my Breast,

But Ah! I fear, I pity his too much.