si sine pace tua atque invito numine Troes Italiam petiere, luant peccata neque illos iuveris auxilio; sin tot responsa secuti quae superi manesque dabant, cur nunc tua quisquam vertere iussa potest aut cur nova condere fata? quid repetam exustas Erycino in litore classis, quid tempestatum regem ventosque furentis Aeolia excitos aut actam nubibus Irim? nunc etiam manis (haec intemptata manebat sors rerum) movet et superis immissa repente Allecto medias Italum bacchata per urbes.
If without your leave and despite your deity the Trojans have sought Italy, let them expiate their sin, and do not aid them with succour. But if they have followed all the oracles given by gods above and gods below, why is anyone now able to overthrow your bidding or build the fates anew? Why should I recall the fleet burned on the strand of Eryx? Why the king of storms, and his raging gales roused from Aeolia, or Iris wafted from the clouds? Now she even stirs the shades'this quarter of the world was yet untried'and Allecto, launched suddenly on the upper world, raves through the midst of Italian towns.