itaque ut relicta sensit sibi membra sine viro, etiam recente terrae sola sanguine maculans niveis citata cepit manibus leve typanum, typanum tuum, Cybebe, tua, Mater, initia.
So when she felt her limbs to have lost their manhood, still with fresh blood dabbling the surface of the ground, swiftly with snowy hands she seized the light timbrel, thy timbrel, Cybele, thy mysteries, Mother,
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