323When she had said this, the dreadful goddess made for the earth: from the home of the dread goddesses and the infernal darkness she rouses grief-bringing Allecto, whose heart delights in grim wars, rages, treachery and harmful crimes. 327Even her father Pluto hates the monster, her Tartarean sisters hate her: into so many shapes she turns herself, so savage are her looks, so thickly does she sprout black snakes. 330Juno spurs her with these words and speaks thus: 'Grant me this task as my own, maiden daughter of Night, this service, so that my honour and fame may not be broken and give ground, nor the sons of Aeneas be able to win over Latinus by marriage or besiege the Italian borders.
335You can arm loving brothers for battle and overturn homes with hatred; you can bring lashes and funeral torches into houses; you have a thousand names, a thousand arts of harm. 338Shake your fertile breast, shatter the peace that has been made, sow the grounds of war: let the youth want arms, demand them, and seize them all at once.'