ibo tamen pelagique deos dextramque secundi, quod superest, complexa Iovis per Tethyos annos grandaevumque patrem supplex miseranda rogabo unam hiemem.
Yet I will go (tis all I can do now) and appeal in my misery to the gods of the deep and the second Joves  right hand clasped in mine, by Tethys years  and her aged father,  asking for one storm.
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