me quoque Saturno genuit. quo iura deorum,

quo leges cecidere poli? quid vivere recte

proderit? en audet noti Cytherea pudoris

ostentare suos post Lemnia vincula vultus! 275

hos animos bonus ille sopor castumque cubile

praebuit! amplexus hoc promeruere pudici!

nec mirum, si turpe nihil post talia ducit.

quid vos expertes thalami? tantumne relictus

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at this crime now turned their lyres to man’s destruction, tuneful now for ill. Their sweet voices stay ships, but once that song is heard the oars can move no more. I alone am left in the house to drag out an old age of mourning.”