tum rapidus, iamdudum arcu contenta parato tela tenens, fratrem Eurytion in vota vocavit, iam vacuo laetam caelo speculatus, et alis plaudentem nigra figit sub nube columbam.
Then quickly Eurytion, who had long held his bow ready and dart drawn, called upon his brother to hear his vow, marked the dove, now exulting in the free sky, and pierced her as she flapped her wings under a dark cloud.