verum ubi nulla datur caecum exsuperare potestas consilium, et saevae nutu Iunonis eunt res, multa deos aurasque pater testatus inanis fmrv   frangimur heu fatis inquit ferimurque procella!.
But when no power is given him to quell their blind resolve, and all goes as cruel Juno wills, then with many an appeal to the gods and the voiceless skies, Alas! the father cries, we are shattered by fate, and swept away by the storm!