quod ut o potius formidine falsa ludar, et in melius tua, qui potes, orsa reflectas! Haec ubi dicta dedit, caelo se protinus alto misit agens hiemem nimbo succincta per auras, Iliacamque aciem et Laurentia castra petivit.
O may I rather be mocked by my lying fears, and you, who can, bend your purposes to a better end! When she had spoken these words, she darted at once from high heaven through the air, driving her storm chariot and girdled in cloud, and sought the army of Ilium and the camp of Laurentum.