Aeneid lines 1.50-101

Pondering with herself such things in her enflamed heart, the goddess comes into the country of the clouds, the places pregnant with raging (south) winds. Here in his vast cave the king Aeolus presses the struggling winds and the howling storms and he reins (them) with chains and prison. Those, angry, roar around the barriers of the mountain with a great rumble; holding his powers, Aeolus sits in his lofty citadel, he both sooths their spirits and calms their angers. If he should not do, indeed the swift (winds) would bear both the lands and the boundless sky with them and (would) sweep (them) through the airs; but the father almighty hid (them) in black caves fearing this and put mass and high mountains above, and he gave (them) a king who knew with sure treaty both how to control and to give loose reins, having been so ordered. To whom then Juno as a suppliant used these words: “Aeolus (for the father of the gods and the king of men gave to you both to soften and to lift the waves by the winds), a race hateful to me sails the Tyrrhenian Sea, carrying Troy and beaten household gods into Italy: strike force into the winds and crush sunken ships, or drive (them) scattered and disperse their bodies on the sea. I have [there are for me] twice seven Nymphs, of excellent body, of whom Deiopea, who (is) most beautiful in shape, I will join in stable marriage and will call your own so that she passes all the years with you and makes you a parent with beautiful offspring for such favors.”

Aeolus in response to these: “Your work, o queen, (is) to search out what you wish; it is right for me to perform the orders. You unite me to this whatever of a kingdom, you (unite me to) the powers and Jove, you give that I recline at the feasts of the gods, and you make me powerful over the clouds and storms.”

{81} When these words (have been) said, he strikes the hollow mountain in the side with his reversed spear; and the winds rush the gates where given, just as if a column has been formed, and blow over the lands in a whirlwind. The fell upon the sea and the Eurus [east wind] and the Notus [south wind] and the Africus [southwest wind], thick with storms, together rush the whole (sea) and turn vast waves to the shores. Both a shout of men and a screech of ropes follow; the clouds suddenly seize both sky and day from the eyes of the Teucrians; black night falls upon the sea; the skies thunder and the upper air flashes with frequent fires and everything threatens present death to men. Immediately the limbs of Aeneas are loosened with cold; he groans and, holding both hands to the stars, bears such things with his voice: “O three and four times blessed, whom it befell to die before the faces of their parents under the high walls of Troy! O son of Tydeus [Diomedes], bravest of the race of the Greeks! Was I not able to die on Trojan plains and pour out my spirit on your right hand, where savage Hector lay by the spear of Achilles, where huge Sarpedon (died), where the Simois rolled so many snatched shields of men and helmets and brave bodies under the waves!”