Aeneid lines 34-57

Vix e conspectu Siculae telluris in altum vela dabant laeti

Hardly out of sight of the Sicilian land, they were happily sailing into the deep sea

Et spumas salis aere ruebant

And were churning the foam of the salt sea with their bronze

Cum Iuno, aeternum servans sub pectore vulnus, haec secum

When Juno, nursing her everlasting wound deep in her heart said these things to herself

Mene incepto desistere victam, nec posse Italia Teucrorum avertere regem?

Am I, having been defeated, to stop the thing I have begun, and not to be able to turn away the king of the Trojans from Italy?

Quippe vetor fatis

Indeed (/forsooth!) I am forbidden by the fates

Pallasne exurere classem Argivum atque ipsos potuit submergere ponto

Was Pallas able to burn the fleet of the Greeks and to drown themselves in the sea

Unius ob noxam et furias Aiacis Oilei?

Because of the crime and madness of one man, Ajax son of Oileus?

Ipsa, Iovis rapidum iaculata e nubibus ignem

She herself, having hurled the quick fire of Jupiter from the clouds

Disiecitque rates evertitque aequora ventis

Both scattered the ships and overturned the seas with the winds

Illum expirantem transfixo pectore flammas turbine corripuit scopuloque infixit acuto

As for him, breathing out flames from his pierced chest, she snatched him up in a whirlwind and impaled him on a sharp rock

Ast ego quae incedo divum regina

But I, who walk forth [as] queen of the gods

Iovisque et soror et coniunx una cum gente tot annos bella gero

And [as] both sister and wife of Jupiter, have been waging wars for so many years with one race

Et quisquam numen Iunonis adoret praeterea aut supplex aris imponet honorem?

And will anyone worship the divine power of Juno in future or place, as a suppliant, an offering on her altars?

Talia flammato secum dea corde volutans

The goddess, turning over such things with herself in her inflamed heart

Nimborum in patriam, loca feta furentibus austris Aeoliam venit

Came to the land of the clouds, Aeolia, an area teeming with raging south winds

Hic vasto rex Aeolus antro luctantes ventos tempestatesque sonoras imperio premit

Here, King Aeolus by means of his power confines the struggling winds and sounding storms within a huge cave

Ac ventis et carcere frenat

And restrains them with chains and a prison

Illi indignantes magno cum murmure ventis circum claustra fremunt

They, indignant, roar around the prison bars, accompanied by the mighty murmur of the mountain

Celsa sedet Aeolus arce

Aeolus sits in the lofty citadel

Sceptra tenens, mollitque animos et temperat iras

Holding the sceptre, [he] both soothes their feelings and moderates their outbursts of anger