et nunc ille Paris cum semiviro comitatu, Maeonia mentum mitra crinemque madentem    subnexus, rapto potitur: nos munera templis quippe tuis ferimus famamque fovemus inanem.
And now that Paris with his eunuch train, his chin and perfumed locks bound with a Lydian turban,      grasps the spoil; while we bring offerings to your temples, yours forsooth, and cherish an idle story.