dido

"Put down your gods and those sacred objects which you profane by touching. Your impious right hand does not rightly reverence the heavenly gods. If you were about to become a priest of those who escaped the fire, the gods would regret having escaped the fires. Perhaps also, you criminal, you leave Dido pregnant and part of you lies hidden, shut up in my body. A wretched infant will emulate the fate of its wretched mother, and you will cause the death of one not yet born. And along with his mother the brother of Iulus will die, and one torment will carry two away joined together."

Ovid
Letters of Heroines (Dido to Aeneas)