tum regia Iuno acta furore gravi: quid me alta silentia cogis rumpere et obductum verbis vulgare dolorem? Aenean hominum quisquam divumque subegit bella sequi aut hostem regi se inferre Latino? Italiam petiit fatis auctoribus (esto) Cassandrae impulsus furiis: num linquere castra hortati sumus aut vitam committere ventis? num puero summam belli, num credere muros, Tyrrhenamque fidem aut gentis agitare quietas? quis deus in fraudem, quae dura potentia nostra egit? ubi hic Iuno demissave nubibus Iris? indignum est Italos Troiam circumdare flammis nascentem et patria Turnum consistere terra, cui Pilumnus avus, cui diva Venilia mater: quid face Troianos atra vim ferre Latinis, arva aliena iugo premere atque avertere praedas?
Then royal Juno, spurred by fierce frenzy: Why do you force me to break my deepsilence and publish to the world my hidden sorrow? Did any man or god constrain Aeneas to seek war and advance as a foe upon King Latinus? He sought Italy at the call of Fate. So be it'driven on by Cassandras raving! Did I urge him to quit the camp, or entrust his life to the winds? To commit the issue of war, the charge of battlements, to a boy? To tamper with Tyrrhene faith or stir up peaceful peoples? What god, what pitiless power of mine drove him to his harm? Where in this is Juno, or Iris sent down from the clouds? It is indeed shameful that Italians should gird your infant Troy with flames, and that Turnus set foot on his native soil'Turnus, whose grand-sire is Pilumnus, whose mother divine Venilia! But what about the Trojans with smoking brands assailing the Latins, setting their yoke upon the fields of others, and driving off the spoil?