Such was the appeal of Juno: and the whole body of immortals 5 murmured assent on this side or on that, like new-born gales when they murmur, caught in the forest, and roll about mysterious sounds, disclosing to the sailor a coming storm. Then begins the almighty sire, whose is the chief sovereignty of the universe: at opening of his 10 mouth the lofty palace of the gods grows still, and earth shakes to her foundations; silent is the height of ether; the Zephyrs are sunk to rest, and Ocean subdues its waves to repose. “Take then to your hearts and engrave there these my words: since it may not be that Ausonian and 15 Teucrian should be united by treaty, and your wranglings brook no conclusion, be each man’s fortune to-day what it may, be the span of each man’s hope long or short, Trojan or Rutulian, I will show favour to neither, whether it be by destiny that the Italian leaguer encompasses the 20 camp, or by Troy’s baneful error and the warnings of hostile intelligence. Nor leave I the Rutulians free. Each man’s own endeavours shall yield him the harvest of labour or fortune. Jove, as king, is alike to all. Destiny shall find her own way.” By the river of his Stygian brother, by the 25 banks that seethe with pitch and are washed by the murky torrent, he nodded confirmation, and with his nod made all Olympus tremble. So ended their debate. Then from his golden throne rises Jove, and the immortals gathering round him usher him to his chamber. 30