… I want my old tech light sabre to go with me.
I am not Aeneas, and would not do what he did to Dido. Even though the story is from when Rome was looking for its foundation myth and an explanation for why they stomped Carthage several times over many years.
Basically, the Romans sort of considered themselves as descendants of Troy – Aeneas supposedly being a prince who escaped the destruction of Troy at the end of the Trojan War. He, his men and ships, stopped off at Carthage, where Dido was queen. She tried to stop him leaving by seducing him. If he had not left anyway, leaving her to an awful death, Rome would never have been founded by him. This, allegedly, is why Rome hated Carthage so much.
Anyway, I love Dido’s Lament from Purcell’s opera, Dido and Aeneas.
I prefer the military band instrumental version, as heard every year at the Cenotaph in London, during the Remembrance Day service.
I seem to be feeling blue tonight – sorry about that.
So, me and my light sabre, ready to be laid in earth. May the fourth be with you.
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This is an entry for the SinfulSunday prompt: All About the Men. So come on guys, if I can get this broke body out, you can too.
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