sed procul inclusas audit ridere puellas, lucus ubi umbroso fecerat orbe nemus, femineae loca clausa deae fontesque piandos, impune et nullis sacra retecta viris.
Yet far off he hears the laughter of cloistered maidens, where a grove had created a covert of circled shade, the secret precinct of the Goddess of Women, and a well for worship, and rites never with impunity observed by men.
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