at Venus obscuro gradientis aere saepsit et multo nebulae circum dea fudit amictu, cernere ne quis eos neu quis contingere posset molirive moram aut veniendi poscere causas.
But Venus shrouded them, as they went, with dusky air, and enveloped them, goddess as she was, in a thick mantle of cloud, that none might see or touch them, none delay or seek the cause of their coming.