§1.76Aeolus haec contra:
Tuus, O regina, quid optes §1.77explorare labor; mihi iussa capessere fas est.
Aeolus in reply said: "Your task, O queen, is to examine what you desire; for me, it is right to execute your commands.
§1.78Tu mihi, quodcumque hoc regni, tu sceptra Iovemque §1.79concilias, tu das epulis accumbere divom, §1.80nimborumque facis tempestatumque potentem. §1.81Haec ubi dicta, cavum conversa cuspide montem §1.82impulit in latus: ac venti, velut agmine facto, §1.83qua data porta, ruunt et terras turbine perflant.
You secure for me whatever this kingdom is, you gain the scepter and Jupiter's favor, you grant me to recline at the banquets of the gods, and you make me ruler of storm clouds and tempests." When these things were said, he struck the hollow mountain on its side with his turned spear: and the winds, as if in a formed column, where an opening was given, rush forth and blow through the lands in a whirlwind.
§1.84Incubuere mari, totumque a sedibus imis §1.85una Eurusque Notusque ruunt creberque procellis §1.86Africus, et vastos volvunt ad litora fluctus.
They have brooded over the sea, and from its deepest depths, together both East wind and South wind and the Southwest wind thick with tempests churn up the whole sea, and roll vast waves to the shores.
§1.87Insequitur clamorque virum stridorque rudentum.
There follows both the clamor of men and the creaking of ropes.
Suddenly the clouds snatch away the sky and the light of day from the eyes of the Trojans; black night broods over the deep.
§1.90Intonuere poli, et crebris micat ignibus aether, §1.91praesentemque viris intentant omnia mortem.
The poles thunder, and the ether flashes with frequent fires, and all things threaten present death to the men.
§1.92Extemplo Aeneae solvuntur frigore membra: §1.93ingemit, et duplicis tendens ad sidera palmas §1.94talia voce refert:
O terque quaterque beati, §1.95quis ante ora patrum Troiae sub moenibus altis
At once Aeneas' limbs are loosened with cold fear: he groans, and stretching his duplicate palms to the stars, he utters such words with his voice: "O three and four times blessed, whose lot it was to meet death before the faces of their fathers, under the high walls of Troy!
O son of Tydeus, bravest of the race of the Greeks!
§1.98non potuisse, tuaque animam hanc effundere dextra, §1.99saevus ubi Aeacidae telo iacet Hector, ubi ingens §1.100Sarpedon, ubi tot Simois correpta sub undis §1.101scuta virum galeasque et fortia corpora volvit? §1.102Talia iactanti stridens Aquilone procella §1.103velum adversa ferit, fluctusque ad sidera tollit.
Why could I not have fallen on the Trojan plains, and poured out this soul of mine by your right hand, where fierce Hector lies by the weapon of Achilles, where mighty Sarpedon lies, where Simois rolls beneath its waves so many snatched-away shields of men and helmets and brave bodies?" As he is tossing out such words, a tempest howling from the North strikes the sail head-on, and raises the waves to the stars.
§1.104Franguntur remi; tum prora avertit, et undis §1.105dat latus; insequitur cumulo praeruptus aquae mons.
The oars are broken; then the prow turns away, and gives its side to the waves; a precipitous mountain of water follows in a mass.
§1.106Hi summo in fluctu pendent; his unda dehiscens §1.107terram inter fluctus aperit; furit aestus harenis.
Some hang on the crest of the wave; to others the gaping water discloses the earth between the waves; the tide rages with the sands.
§1.108Tris Notus abreptas in saxa latentia torquet— §1.109saxa vocant Itali mediis quae in fluctibus aras— §1.110dorsum immane mari summo; tris Eurus ab alto §1.111in brevia et Syrtis urguet, miserabile visu, §1.112inliditque vadis atque aggere cingit harenae.
The South wind twists three snatched-up ships onto hidden rocks— rocks in the midst of the waves which the Italians call the Altars— a huge ridge on the surface of the sea; three the East wind drives from the deep into the shallows and the Syrtes, a pitiful sight to see, and dashes them against the flats and girdles them with a mound of sand.
§1.113Unam, quae Lycios fidumque vehebat Oronten, §1.114ipsius ante oculos ingens a vertice pontus §1.115in puppim ferit: excutitur pronusque magister §1.116volvitur in caput; ast illam ter fluctus ibidem §1.117torquet agens circum, et rapidus vorat aequore vortex.
One ship, which was carrying the Lycians and faithful Orontes, before his very eyes a huge sea from above strikes upon the stern: the helmsman is shaken off and pitched headfirst; but the wave twists that ship three times in the same place, driving it around, and a rapid vortex devours it in the sea.
Scattered swimmers appear in the vast abyss, the arms of men, planks, and Trojan treasure through the waves.
§1.120Iam validam Ilionei navem, iam fortis Achati, §1.121et qua vectus Abas, et qua grandaevus Aletes, §1.122vicit hiems; laxis laterum compagibus omnes §1.123accipiunt inimicum imbrem, rimisque fatiscunt.
Now the strong ship of Ilioneus, now that of brave Achates, and that by which Abas was carried, and that by which aged Aletes, the storm has conquered; with the loose joints of their sides, all receive the hostile water and gape with cracks.
§1.124Interea magno misceri murmure pontum, §1.125emissamque hiemem sensit Neptunus, et imis §1.126stagna refusa vadis, graviter commotus; et alto §1.127prospiciens, summa placidum caput extulit unda.
Meanwhile, Neptune sensed that the sea was being mixed with a great roar, and the storm was sent forth, and the still waters were poured back from their deepest depths, being greatly moved; and looking out over the deep, he raised his serene head from the crest of the wave.
§1.128Disiectam Aeneae, toto videt aequore classem, §1.129fluctibus oppressos Troas caelique ruina, §1.130nec latuere doli fratrem Iunonis et irae.
He sees Aeneas' fleet scattered over the whole sea, the Trojans oppressed by waves and the ruin of the sky; nor did the tricks and anger of Juno escape her brother.
§1.131Eurum ad se Zephyrumque vocat, dehinc talia fatur: §1.132Tantane vos generis tenuit fiducia vestri?
He calls the East and West winds to himself, then speaks such things: "Has so great a confidence in your origin possessed you?
Now, winds, do you dare to mix heaven and earth without my divine will, and to raise such great masses of water?
§1.135Quos ego—sed motos praestat componere fluctus.
Whom I—but it is better to compose the troubled waves.
§1.136Post mihi non simili poena commissa luetis.
Afterward you shall pay for your offenses to me with no similar punishment.
§1.137Maturate fugam, regique haec dicite vestro: §1.138non illi imperium pelagi saevumque tridentem, §1.139sed mihi sorte datum.
Hasten your flight, and say these things to your king: not to him was the rule of the sea and the cruel trident given, but to me by lot.
Tenet ille immania saxa, §1.140vestras, Eure, domos; illa se iactet in aula §1.141Aeolus, et clauso ventorum carcere regnet. §1.142Sic ait, et dicto citius tumida aequora placat, §1.143collectasque fugat nubes, solemque reducit.
He holds the immense rocks, your homes, O East wind; let Aeolus boast in that hall, and let him rule in the closed prison of the winds." Thus he speaks, and quicker than his word he pacifies the swollen seas, scatters the gathered clouds, and brings back the sun.
§1.144Cymothoe simul et Triton adnixus acuto §1.145detrudunt navis scopulo; levat ipse tridenti; §1.146et vastas aperit syrtis, et temperat aequor, §1.147atque rotis summas levibus perlabitur undas.
Cymothoe and Triton together with an effort push the ships from the sharp rock; he himself lifts them with his trident, and opens the vast sandbanks, and tempers the sea, and glides over the tops of the waves on light wheels.
§1.148Ac veluti magno in populo cum saepe coorta est
And just as when in a great crowd a riot has often arisen