iamque aderat Phoebo ante alios dilectus Iapyx Iasides, acri quondam cui captus amore ipse suas artis, sua munera, laetus Apollo augurium citharamque dabat celerisque sagittas.
And now Iapyx drew near, Iasus son, dearest beyond others to Phoebus, to whom once Apollo himself, smitten with loves sting, gladly offered his own arts, his own powers'his augury, his lyre, and his swift arrows.