Meantime imperial Jove to Juno spoke,
Who from a shining cloud beheld the shock:—
"What new arrest, O queen of heaven! is sent
To stop the Fates now labouring in the event?
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{ What further hopes are left thee to pursue?
{ Divine Æneas, (and thou know'st it too,)
{ Fore-doomed, to these celestial seats is due.
What more attempts for Turnus can be made,
That thus thou lingerest in this lonely shade?