16Jupiter said this in few words; 16but golden Venus says not a few in reply: 'O father, O everlasting power over men and the world! 19For what else could there be that we might now implore? 20Do you see how the Rutulians exult, and how Turnus rushes on with Mars in his favour? 22Their closed walls no longer protect the Teucrians: indeed, within the gates and on the very ramparts of the walls they join battle, and flood the ditches with blood. 25Aeneas is away and does not know. 25Will you never let them be relieved of siege? 26Again an enemy hangs over the walls of a Troy being born, and again, from Aetolian Arpi, the son of Tydeus rises against the Teucrians.
29Truly, I believe, my wounds are still to come, and I, your offspring, am keeping mortal weapons waiting. 31If the Trojans have sought Italy without your leave and against your will, let them pay for their sins, and do not help them with your aid; 33but if they followed so many oracles, given by the gods above and the shades below, why can anyone now overturn your commands, or why found new fates? 36Why should I recall the fleets burned on the shore of Eryx, why the king of storms and the raging winds roused from Aeolia, or Iris driven down from the clouds? 39Now she stirs even the shades (this part of the world remained untried), and Allecto, suddenly let loose on the upper world, has raged like a Bacchant through the midst of the cities of the Italians.
42I am not moved at all about empire: we hoped for that while Fortune stood; 43let those win whom you prefer to win. 44If there is no region that your harsh wife would give the Teucrians, by the smoking ruins of overthrown Troy, father, I beseech you, let me send Ascanius away from the fighting unharmed, let my grandson survive. 48Let Aeneas, indeed, be tossed on unknown waves and follow whatever path Fortune has given: let me be able to protect this boy and withdraw him from the dreadful fight. 51Amathus is mine, lofty Paphos is mine, and Cythera and the house of Idalium: let him lay down his arms and live out his life here without glory.
53Order Carthage to crush Ausonia under her great sway: nothing from there will stand in the way of the Tyrian cities. 55What good was it to have escaped the plague of war and fled through the midst of Argive fires, and to have drained to the end so many perils of sea and vast land, while the Teucrians seek Latium and a Pergamum reborn? 59Would it not have been better to settle on the last ashes of their homeland and the ground where Troy once stood? 60Give back Xanthus and Simois to these wretched people, I beg, and to live through once more the misfortunes