Aeneid by Virgil- book 1

There was an ancient city, Carthage, held by colonists from Tyre, opposite Italy and the distant mouths of the Tiber, rich in wealth and most savage in their pursuits of war, which one place Juno Is said to have loved more than all the lands, with Samos esteemed less. Here were her weapons; here was her chariot; even then the goddess both worked at and cherished [the ideas] that this should be the kingdom for the nations- if only the fates allowed. But indeed she had heard of offsprings, descended from Trojan blood, who would one day overthrow the Tyrian citadels; from them would come a nation, ruling far and wide and proud of war, to bring destruction to Libia. Thus the fates decreed.

The daughter of Saturn, fearing that and mindful of the old war which she had waged first at Troy for her dear Greeks- and the causes of her anger and her fierce sorrows had not even yet faded from her heart: the judgement of Paris and the insult of her rejected beauty and the hated race and the honours of Ganymede, snatched from her, remained hidden away deep in her heart. Enflamed further by these she was keeping the Trojans, left by the Greeks and cruel Achilles, on all the sea, far from Latium, and they wandered for many years, driver by fate around all the seas. So great was the effort to found the Roman nation.

Scarcely out of the sight of the land of Sicily, they were happily spreading their sails into the deep and rushing over the foam of the sea with their bronze, when Juno, nursing the eternal wound in her breast, spoke this to herself: ‘Am I, conquered, to abandon what I've begun and not be able to turn the King of the Trojans away from Italy? I am forbidden by the fates indeed! Was Pallas able to burn the Argive fleet and to drown them themselves in the sea because of the guilt and madness of one man, Ajax, son of Oileus? She herself hurled the swift fire of Jupiter from the clouds and scattered the ships and stirred up the sea with winds. She seized him in a whirlwind, breathing out flames from his pierced chest and impaled him on a sharp rock; but I, who walk on as queen of the Gods and both the wife and sister of Jupiter, have been waging war with one nation for so many years. And will anyone any more worship Juno’s power or, as a suppliant, place offerings on her altars?

Debating with herself on such things the goddess, with her heart inflamed, came to Aeolia, to the land of storms, places teeming with raging South winds. Here Aeolus, as king, controls in his vast cave the wrestling winds and roaring storms with his power and curve them with chains and imprisonment. They, angry, with a great moaning of the mountain, roar around the barriers; Aeolus sits on his lofty stronghold, holding his sceptre, and softens their spirits and calms their anger: if he did not do so, they would doubtless swiftly carry off the seas and lands and the highest heaven with them and sweep them away through the air.But the all-powerful father, fearing this, his them in dark caves and placed a mass and high mountains over them, and gave them a king who, by a fixed agreement, knew [how to] give the orders both to tighten and slacken the reins