Dulces exuviae

General information

Source of text is Virgil's Aeneid (Book IV, lines 651-660).

The text is a verbatim excerpt from the Aeneid, the epic poem by Virgil. Queen Dido, driven from her native city by her evil brother, the murderer of her husband, has founded the city of Carthage. The Trojan Aeneas, himself a refugee after the fall of his city, is shipwrecked off Carthage as he strives to fulfill his destiny, which is to found a city which will ultimately lead to the founding of Rome. Dido welcomes Aeneas hospitably. They then fall in love, and she considers herself to be married to him. When Aenaes, believing he is forced by the will of the gods, reluctantly abandons Dido, she prepares to commit suicide. She sees the bed she has shared with Aeneas, and some of his garments. She falls on the bed, kisses it, and then stabs herself there. The following are among Dido's last words. --Paul Pascal, Professor Emeritus of Classics, University of Washington

Settings by composers

• Josquin des Prez ATTB (Lines 651-654)
• Orlando di Lasso SSATTB (Lines 651-660, in line 656, inimico ab hoste replaces inimico a fratre)
• Douglas Leedy SSAATTBB (Lines 651-658)
• Adrian Willaert SATB (Lines 651-658)

Other settings possibly not included in the manual list above

• Alexander Agricola — Dulces exuviae
• Anonymous — Dulces exuviae
• Derrick Gerarde — Dulces exuviae
• Johannes Ghiselin — Dulces exuviae

Text and translations

Latin text Dulces exuviae, dum fata deusque sinebat, accipite hanc animam meque his exsolvite curis, Vixi et quem dederat cursum fortuna peregi, et nunc magna mei sub terras ibit imago. Urbem praeclaram statui, mea moenia vidi, ulta virum poenas inimico a fratre recepi, felix, heu nimium felix, si litora tantum numquam Dardaniae tetigissent nostra carinae. Dixit, et os impressa toro, Moriemur inultae, sed moriamur, ait; sic, sic iuvat ire sub umbras.

French translation Vêtements chers à mon cœur, tant que les destins et les dieux le permirent, recevez mon âme et délivrez-moi de mes tourments, j'ai fini de vivre et la course que le destin m'a accordée, je l'ai accomplie. Maintenant, c'est une grande ombre qui va aller sous la terre. J'ai bâti une ville magnifique, j'ai vu mes remparts, j'ai vengé mon mari et puni mon frère meurtrier. Heureuse, hélas trop heureuse si seulement les vaisseaux dardaniens n'avaient jamais touché nos côtes.

English translation Objects dear to me, while divine fate allowed it: receive this life and release me from these troubles. I have lived; and the course that fortune had allotted to me I have fulfilled; and now the great ghost of myself will go beneath the earth. I have erected a noble city; I have seen my own fortification walls. When I had avenged my husband, I exacted the penalty from my brother, our enemy. Happy--alas, too happy--if only the Trojan ships had never touched our shores! Translation by Paul Pascal