continuo invadit: tu nunc Karthaginis altae fundamenta locas pulchramque uxorius urbem exstruis? heu! regni rerumque oblite tuarum! ipse deum tibi me claro demittit Olympo regnator, caelum et terras qui numine torquet; ipse haec ferre iubet celeris mandata per auras.
At once he assails him: Are you now laying the foundations of lofty Carthage, and building up a fair city, and all for a womans whim? Alas! With never a thought of your own realm and fate! The ruler of the gods himself, who sways heaven and earth with his power, sends me down to you from bright Olympus. He himself bids me bring this charge through the swift breezes: