vix e conspectu Siculae telluris in altum

vela dabant laeti et spumas salis aere ruebant

cum Iuno aeternum servans sub pectore vulnus

haec secum mene incepto desistere victam

nec posse Italia Teucrorum avertere regem

quippe vetor fatis

 

 

                 Pallasne exurere classem

Argivum atque ipsos potuit summergere ponto

unius ob noxam et furias Aiacis Oilei?

 

ipsa Iovis rapidum iaculata e nubibus ignem

disiecitque rates evertitque aequora ventis

illum exspirantem transfixo pectore flammas

turbine corripuit scopuloque infixit acuto

 

 

ast ego quae divum incedo regina Iovisque

et soror et coniunx una cum gente tot annos

bella gero et quisquam numen Iunonis adorat

praeterea aut supplex aris imponet honorem

Scarcely out of sight of Sicilian lands, the Trojans were happily spreading their sails to the deep and they were plowing the froth of the salt [sea] with bronze [prows], when eternal Juno, keeping a wound under her breast, said to herself, “am I, beaten, to desist from my undertaken, and am I to be unable to turn away the king of the Teucrians from Italy?

 

Was Pallas Minerva able to burn the Argive fleet and to sink them into the sea on account of the crime of one and the madness of Ajax son of Oileus?

 

She herself having hurled Jove’s whirling fire from the clouds, she scattered the ships and overturned the waters with the winds.  She seized that man by a whirlwind breathing flames from his chest having been pierced and impaled him on a sharp rock,

 

But I, who walk as queen of the gods and sister and wife of Jupiter, wage wars together with this nation for so many years, and does anyone still adore the divine power of Juno or will anyone place honor as supplicant on my altars?”