iamque propinquabant scopulo metamque tenebant, cum princeps medioque Gyas in gurgite victor rectorem navis compellat voce Menoeten: quo tantum mihi dexter abis? huc derige gressum; litus ama et laeva stringat sine palmula cautes; altum alii teneant.
And now they neared the rock and were close to the turn, when Gyas, still first, and leader in the half-course, loudly hails his ships pilot, Menoetes: Whither, man, so far off to the right? Direct her path this way; hug the shore, and let the oar blade graze the rocks on the left; let others keep to the deep!