107So the promised day had come, and the Fates had filled out the appointed time, when the outrage of Turnus warned the Mother to drive the torches from the sacred ships. 110Here first a strange light flashed before their eyes, and a huge cloud was seen to race across the sky from the east, and the Idaean choirs; 112then a dreadful voice fell through the air and filled the ranks of the Trojans and Rutulians: 'Do not be in haste, Teucrians, to defend my ships, nor arm your hands: Turnus will be allowed to burn up the seas sooner than these sacred pines. 116Go free, go, goddesses of the sea: the Mother commands.' 117And at once each ship breaks its cables from the banks, and, like dolphins, dipping their beaks, they seek the depths of the sea.
120From there (a wondrous portent) as many maidens' forms return as bronze-clad prows had stood before along the shore, and they are borne over the sea.