Pulsante fretum mitior unda est.
O that their breasts were but conspicuous,
How full of fear within, how furious?
The narrow seas are not so boisterous.
[3694]———celsae graviore casu
Decidunt turres, feriuntque summos
Rumpitur innumeris arbos uberrima pomis,
Et subito nimiae praecipitantur opes.
[3697]Millia frumenti tua triverit area centum,
Non tuus hinc capiet venter plus quam meus———