Translation of "Ressentiments" in English

Muse, raconte-moi ces grands évènements ; / dis pourquoi de Junon les fiers ressentiments, / poursuivant en tous lieux le malheureux Énée, / troublèrent si longtemps la haute destinée / d'un prince magnanime, humain, religieux. / Tant de fiel entre-t-il dans les âmes des dieux !

- Muse, recount to me the reasons; what deity was offended, or what was the queen of the gods grieving, that she should drive a man extraordinary in his piety to undergo so many misfortunes, to endure so many hardships. Do the heavenly spirits have such passions?
- O Muse, assist me and inspire my song, / the various causes and the crimes relate, / for what affronted majesty, what wrong / to injured Godhead, what offence so great / Heaven's Queen resenting, with remorseless hate, / could one renowned for piety compel / to brave such troubles, and endure the weight / of toils so many and so huge. O tell / how can in heavenly minds such fierce resentment dwell?

Cependant les Troyens, après de longs efforts, / des champs trinacriens avaient rasé les bords. / Déjà leurs nefs, perdant l'aspect de la Sicile, / voguaient à pleine voile, et de l'onde docile / fendaient d'un cours heureux les bouillons écumants ; / quand la fière Junon, de ses ressentiments / nourrissant dans son cœur la blessure immortelle, / " Quoi ! sur moi les Troyens l'emporteraient, dit-elle ! / Et de ces fugitifs le misérable roi / pourrait dans l'Italie aborder malgré moi ! / Le destin, me dit-on, s'oppose à ma demande : / Junon doit obéir quand le destin commande... "

- Scarcely out of sight of the land of Sicily, they joyfully set sail on the deep, rushing into the salt spray with their bronze-capped prows, when Juno, cherishing her eternal wound in her breast, said to herself: "Am I vanquished, to give up on my plan, and unable to turn away the king of the Teucrians from Italy? Surely I am forbidden by the Fates."
- Scarce out of sight of Sicily, they set / their sails to sea, and merrily ploughed the main, / with brazen beaks, when Juno, harbouring yet / within her breast the ever-ranking pain, / mused thus: "Must I then from the work refrain, / nor keep this Trojan from the Latin throne, / baffled, forsooth, because the Fates constrain?"