Aeneid
Virgil
Vergil. The Aeneid of Virgil. Williams, Theodore, C, translator. Boston: Houghton Mifflin, 1910.
- Meanwhile how all his smitten ocean moaned,
- and how the tempest's turbulent assault
- had vexed the stillness of his deepest cave,
- great Neptune knew; and with indignant mien
- uplifted o'er the sea his sovereign brow.
- He saw the Teucrian navy scattered far
- along the waters; and Aeneas' men
- o'erwhelmed in mingling shock of wave and sky.
- Saturnian Juno's vengeful stratagem
- her brother's royal glance failed not to see;
- and loud to eastward and to westward calling,
- he voiced this word:“What pride of birth or power
- is yours, ye winds, that, reckless of my will,
- audacious thus, ye ride through earth and heaven,
- and stir these mountain waves? Such rebels I—
- nay, first I calm this tumult! But yourselves
- by heavier chastisement shall expiate
- hereafter your bold trespass. Haste away
- and bear your king this word! Not unto him
- dominion o'er the seas and trident dread,
- but unto me, Fate gives. Let him possess
- wild mountain crags, thy favored haunt and home,
- O Eurus! In his barbarous mansion there,
- let Aeolus look proud, and play the king
- in yon close-bounded prison-house of storms!”