At Dido's head she came to rest.
Sacred to Dis I bear away as bidden
And free you from your body."
She cut a lock of hair. Along with it
Her body's warmth fell into dissolution,
And out into the winds her life withdrew. (4.971-978)
"The way downward is easy from Avernus.
Black Dis' door stands open night and day.
But to retrace your steps to heaven's air,
There is the trouble, there is the toil." (6.187-190)
"Cocytus is the deep pool that you see,
The swamp of Styx beyond, infernal power
By which the gods take oath and fear to break it.
All in the nearby crowd you notice here
Are pauper souls, the souls of the unburied.
Charon's the boatman. Those the water bears
Are souls of buried men. He may not take them
Shore to dread shore on the hoarse currents there
Until their bones rest in the grave, or till
They flutter and roam this side a hundred years;
They may have passage then, and may return
To cross the deeps they long for." (6.436-447)